Who could have imagined that in the heart of the Stone Turtle Tribe's base, someone would dare to strike!
And this arrow was long-planned, perfectly timed for the moment when his mind was most lax.
Furthermore, with the cover of night, it was impossible to defend against, leaving no time to evade!
In the face of death.
He, who had always lived in luxury, for the first time felt a strong sense of life-and-death crisis.
"No!"
The man in embroidered clothes showed despair; his heart was seized by endless fear, no longer showing his previous arrogance and disdain.
"Bang!"
As he let out a cry of agony, his head exploded on the spot.
But in the next moment.
A nearly transparent, barely breathing weak soul emerged from the headless corpse.
The soul's features were identical to those of the man in embroidered clothes, but his face was filled with terror.
Terrified out of his wits, he hurriedly hid behind Shi Hu, using his body as a shield.
