Swoosh!
An arrow pierced through the air, grazing Deng Kaiwen's cheek and embedding into the wall. He staggered backward and fell to the ground.
"We're surrounded!"
The people in the hall froze for a moment. The next instant, their hands instinctively reached for their weapons, the urgent breathing stirred the air, making it hot and chaotic.
"I think it's this kid who sold us out!"
Wei Wen, who had narrowly escaped death, was suddenly shoved, falling to the ground.
Jiang Yangsu stepped forward with his sword, intending to cut him down with one strike.
"If it wasn't for him exposing our whereabouts, how would we be hiding and running like this."
"No, no, no... I didn't betray, it was that bald donkey, it was that bald donkey..." Wei Wen curled himself in the corner, looking terrified, his eyes wide with a sickly stare.
