Whoosh!
Under the cloak of night.
A silvery streak of an arrow tore through the dark, hissing as it cut through the air, heading straight for Xiao Yi.
"Not good!"
Xiao Yi's complexion changed drastically as he instinctively tumbled and rolled to the side.
Thud!
The cold arrow struck precisely where he had been.
The fletching at the end of the arrow vibrated with a buzzing sound.
Xiao Yi's gaze hardened as he turned towards the direction the arrow had come from, only to hear a voice tinged with regret, "He actually dodged? What a pity, such a good opportunity missed. Otherwise, I could have presented your head to the young gang leader before he even reached the Southern Desolate Mountain Range!"
"The young gang leader?"
Xiao Yi's gaze sharpened; the only person he knew who was called that was Lei Bao.
Xiao Yi squinted at the figure emerging from the bushes, "Did Lei Bao send you?"