This was the only building that Wang Ling could see with the naked eye. It was a very simple wooden house, but it gave people an infinite sense of security, especially when they saw the national flag of the cultivation country fluttering in the wind, a sense of pride and awe would naturally arise in Wang Ling’s heart.
Wang Ling felt that most of his peers probably felt the same way when faced with this flag.
In a daze, an arrow shot through the air from the window of the wooden house.
Wang Ling was expressionless as he held the arrow firmly with his sword fingers.
He had deliberately released his aura to Qu Shuling and Zhang Linyan, and as Wang Ling had expected, the two of them weren’t very low on vigilance, and Zhang Linyan very quickly shot this arrow as a test.