Chapter 53
- As Zhao Feng pulled his bow, the gray-clothed man’s expression turned into one of mockery.
- Sou! Sou! Sou! —–
- However, when those three arrows came right at him, his expression suddenly changed. These three poison arrows had small gaps between them and were not going in a straight line. However, the way that it was arranged meant that he had no escape routes, he was completely locked on!