Guer Khan had three arrow wounds. Even though they hadn't struck any vital points, each arrow had pierced straight through his body—and this was on top of his pre-existing injuries.
So it wasn't long before Chu Lingguang caught up to him.
"Don't kill me! I can give you countless silver taels, even our Turkic Kingdom's Divine Beast Breathing Method!"
Guer Khan pleaded desperately.
But secretly, he was gathering his remaining strength, planning a desperate counterattack once Chu Lingguang got closer.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Chu Lingguang decisively drew his bow and fired a volley of arrows at Guer Khan. Guo Wei had always told him that when you're out in the world, you should watch more, listen more, and talk less. He had always been an obedient student, so he wasn't about to waste his breath on Guer Khan.
"Chu Lingguang."
Guer Khan had only sensed an approaching presence. When he saw the figure clearly, he couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
THWACK! THWACK!
