Wang Chen strode towards Yue Mingluan, his grip tight on his bow.
"What's this?" Yue Mingluan tried to move, but he couldn't even lift a finger. The arrow that struck his shoulder immobilized him with excruciating pain.
Yue Mingluan gritted his teeth, trying to contain the pain that shot through his body. "Argh...damn it," he cursed through clenched jaws.
As Wang Chen pulled out the arrow from Yue Mingluan's shoulder, a fresh wave of pain jolted through him, making him cry out in agony. "Ahhh! You...you bastard!" he hissed, his face contorted in pain.
Wang Chen muttered to himself, examining the bow in his hands. "Hmmm, it works fine, I guess. But the only drawback is that it only has one arrow." He muttered, ignoring Yue Mingluan's hatred-filled gaze.
The bow and arrow was the yellow-level opportunity that Wang Chen had obtained from the labyrinth.