"Ai Cangsheng, the only one who can curb the momentum of Xu Xiaoshou's progress is you. And right now, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"If you can shoot down the Nine Death Thunder Calamity and knock him to the bottom of the valley, Xu Xiaoshou might take thirty years to recover."
"If you can't, from now on, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop his advance. Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhong Yuanzi's eyes were burning, staring at the Evil Sin Bow on Ai Cangsheng's lap, as if eager to take up the bow and kill Xu Xiaoshou himself.
Ai Cangsheng was not deaf.
He understood the logic, and took in every word of Elder Zhong.
But his nature was such that once he made a decision, it was hard to change it, especially since Xu Xiaoshou had calmed down.
"I will not shoot him again."
With those words, Zhong Yuanzi exhaled a long breath, but halfway through, he abruptly stopped, his expression turning into uncontrollable rage:
"This is the last chance!"
