Therefore, these hostages were in a precarious situation. This ten-picul bow could not be easily made. Back then, when Xu Shi hired a craftsman to construct the bow, he used good materials. Not to mention the bowstring, Mu Yangling could not even find a replacement for this wood. Therefore, she decided to keep this bow at home.
However, Qi Haoran was very optimistic. "It's alright. Take it with you. We'll have to return to Lin'an Prefecture one day. It's just that it won't be convenient to bring it out then. We can just go back and get it in the future. When we reach Lin'an Prefecture, if you're bored, you can bring this bow to hunt and go horse racing."
Mu Yangling glared at him. "When have I ever used this bow to hunt? What else is the matter? If there's nothing else, leave. If my mother sees you, nothing will happen to you but I'll definitely be scolded."
