Jia Mu, the Law King, only had time to twist his body to the side when an iron arrow pierced through his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
A look of shock instantly crossed Jia Mu the Law King's face.
In reality, the damage caused by the iron arrow wasn't too severe; it was not as bad as the sickle that had carved deep into his neck earlier.
Thus, the reason for the dramatic change in Jia Mu the Law King's expression was largely due to another discrepancy in his "knowledge."
His own strength seemed to be weaker than what he "knew."
The force carried by the iron arrow was stronger than he "knew."
What on earth was going on?
Where exactly had things gone wrong?
...
Shu Guan's face was stern.
He rapidly nocked one iron arrow after another onto the bowstring, drew the bow, and released the arrows.
He had originally agreed to a battle with Jia Mu the Law King at the summit of Feng Huang Mountain tonight.
