That person shook so much that he was practically lying limp against the tree. "I-I'll say it."
"It-It's Yao, Yao… ugh!" An arrow mercilessly lodged into that person's chest, killing him on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, those men in black that were tied to the tree also got riddled with arrows.
Qiao Mu and company retreated backwards as they gravely took out their blades to parry the raining arrows.
After a round of arrows, they sensed an approaching presence oppressing them from up above.
Qi Xuanxuan, Duanmu Qing, the little fatty, Ma Ta, and the other three senior students had grim expressions as they subconsciously drew close to Qiao Mu. They looked at the sky in the distance.
The newcomer was swift and soon flew to the area above their heads. An intense pressure weighed down on their hearts.
