Lu Yuan casually picked a long sword, as well as an eight-strength bow and a quiver of arrows, before leaving the room.
Standing in the corridor, he drew the bow and notched an arrow, aiming at the center of a target one hundred meters away. He intended to test out his skills and get reacquainted with archery.
With a swoosh.
The arrow flew out, cutting through the air with a thud, it hit the red bullseye.
"Hmm, not bad, my skills haven't deteriorated."
Looking at the arrow still vibrating slightly in the distance, Lu Yuan nodded in satisfaction.
Then he fired off three more arrows, each hitting the bullseye.
Off to the side, Gu Songyun, who had witnessed all this, stood gaping in disbelief.
He never expected that his teacher's friend was such a skilled archer.
Indeed, anyone who could befriended his teacher, even if it was a hunter, must be an uncanny hunter.
With this archery skill alone, he could easily earn a rank in the military, right?
