The flamboyant old man came out from the pavilion. He walked over to Yan Liqiang and asked, "What picul bow will you be using?"
"I will use a ten-picul bow." Yan Liqiang replied calmly.
"Ji An!" The old man called out softly.
As soon as his voice faded, a servant as old as him came out from the monastery and bowed to the old man in white. "At your service!"
"Bring me two ten-picul bows and a quiver of arrows!"
"Understood!"
The old servant immediately returned to the monastery again. In just a flash, he came back with two bows and a quiver of arrows.
