Jinghan held Zhixin's hunting crossbow in her hand, with a crossbow bolt ready, and then a few of them walked over to the big tree's roots. Before they even got close, two men emerged from behind, one of whom Dahuang had bitten.
Without making a sound, Jinghan aimed the crossbow at one of them and fired. It didn't matter who they were; at this time, anyone coming to the ginseng field was up to no good, and there was no need for words. She'd deal with them first. Jinghan's archery was so precise that even Wenhan couldn't match it, so with a cry of pain, the man fell to the ground. The other paused to try and lift his companion but then decided to keep running forward.
"Do you think your legs are faster than my bow and arrow? Stop right now, or you won't get away either," Jinghan's crossbow was already aimed at the remaining man.
