1339 Snowdrift

Night.

Gu Qing Shan was standing on top of the mountain outside the manor with a black bow in his hands.

On the grass field next to his laid several jade pieces.

"They prepared everything for me already…"

Gu Qing Shan muttered, drew an arrow, and knocked it onto his bow.

Then let loose.

The arrow turned into a blurred image and disappeared into the unknown darkness in an instant.

Gu Qing Shan simply stood like that for a long while without moving.

"Gongzi, haven't you already dealt with this situation before?" Shannu asked out of concern.

"That's right, in the worst-case scenario, you'll just have to lead them here and stab them to death again" Luo Bing Li followed up.

Gu Qing Shan was still pondering.