Zhama was stunned by her intricate archery skills and took a long time to respond. She bellowed angrily, "You! Stand there!"
"Sister," Zhalu, holding Zhama back, remarked deeply, "the banquet is starting. Let's settle this score later." In the distance, the sight of bright lights signified the long-awaited start of the first banquet of Xia Empire's Spring Hunt.
Before entering the tent, AhJing slowly crept up to the front, beside Yan Xun. He whispered, "There are unknown intruders approaching the base. Should we take action?"
Yan Xun raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Who are they?"
AhJing answered, "I don't know, but they don't seem like they belong to the Muhe Clan."
"Let me take a look," Chu Qiao walked forward and whispered.
Yan Xun nodded and said in a deep tone, "Be careful. Do not use martial arts if it's unnecessary. The banquet is starting soon, I'll wait for you."
