“Amazing!” Li Xuanxuan praised, stepping on the massive carcass of a brown-haired pig demon and scrutinizing the bowl-sized wound with admiration.1

Beside him, Li Xuanfeng slung his longbow on his back and wore a grin of pride. “How is it? My shooting skills aren’t something you get to see every day.”0

“It’s indeed impressive.” Li Xuanxuan nodded with a smile on his face as he continued saying, “It’s a shame that you ruined such fine leather, though.”0

Li Xuanfeng’s smile faltered and was about to retort, but he was interrupted by a clan soldier rushing toward them. The clan soldier’s armor was drenched in blood. He dropped to his knees and reported with despair, “Young Family Head, Mount Yue has taken control of Lijing Town and has ascended Mount Lijing as we speak!”2

Li Xuanfeng looked at him in disbelief, then single-handedly...0