463 - The appearance of the Right Minister

    "Haha, little obedient, quickly come over. I've already seen through you... don't run, let me shoot at you."

    The fatty was like a gust of wind or heavy rain. In a breath, he had managed to shoot all the arrows in the quiver behind his back out.

    The arrows were like lightning in the air, making the opponent have no time to receive them.

    The jade-faced scholar did not dare to be careless. His footwork was demonstrated to it's extreme, like a flitting shadow, he constantly evaded every projectile.

    But as the vulgar and treacherous loud laughter of the fatty rang, the rain of arrows that was throughout the air had a change. One arrow turned into two, two arrows turned into four, the arrow behind touching the arrow in front, the arrow to the left touching the arrow to the right. The trajectories and path of the arrows completely changed, as if it was living. There was no way of leaving, as if all the escape routes of the jade-faced scholar had been completely sealed off.

    Finally.

    "Ah..."

    The jade-faced scholar let out a cry as tens of arrows hit his body instantly. Like a hedgehog, his body fell downwards towards the ground from the skies.

    In his moment of consciousness that he still had...