"Tch!" The boy curled his lip in disdain, "Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, you better stay out of my business and get lost, or else I'll turn you into a pincushion!"
In the woods, the man's voice was icy cold.
"You still have time to leave, or... the next arrow won't be a warning!"
The boy gritted his teeth, kicked away the arrow at his toes, and stepped forward again, reaching out toward Gu Shi.
He didn't believe the opponent would actually shoot him.
Buzz!
In mid-air, a flash of light passed by.
Then the boy clutched his hand and screamed miserably.
"My hand!"
Gu Shi looked up, only to see the boy's outstretched right hand pierced straight through the palm by an arrowhead, protruding from the back of his hand, blood dripping down.
"Qi Shao!"
No one among his companions expected the other side to be so ruthless, and they all cried out in shock, frozen for a moment before rushing over to support him.
The girl who came with him was so frightened that tears fell.
