Su Tang immediately stopped her playful conversation with Song Yi and turned to face the distant wall. Her hand quickly drew another arrow from the quiver, nocked it on the bow, and then drew a half-moon and pointed in that direction. She yelled: “Who’s there?”
An instant later, she released her grip and the arrow cut forward through the air. At almost the same time, a young man dressed in white and wielding a sword appeared on the wall and started rushing towards Su Tang.
The young man looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was dressed all in white from head to toe, his face was cold and frosty, and in his hand there was a three-foot long sword with a sharp blade.
This person had sensed someone shooting an arrow at him and subconsciously drew out his sword to attack the person who released the arrow.
Song Yi, who was originally standing on one side, stood up nervously when he heard Su Tang’s yell. He had come to live in Qinghe Town in order to keep a low profile and try to avoid any troubles from the capital. He felt he could probably avoid any troubles by doing this, but he didn’t dare to absolutely guarantee it. Thus, his first thought was that maybe one of his enemies had found him.
However, when he saw the young man who climbed over the wall, Song Yi immediately recognized him and cried out: “Xuan’er, stop!”
Meanwhile, when Pei Xuan entered his master’s courtyard and someone shot an arrow at him, his first thought was that his master had encountered some danger. Thus, his three-foot sword came out of its scabbard and he directly charged toward the archer. But then he noticed that, unexpectedly, the person who released the arrow was actually Su Tang.
Meanwhile, when Su Tang saw that the young man was fiercely charging towards her, she quickly released another arrow. Of course, by now Pei Xuan had heard Song Yi call out and he also recognized that Su Tang was someone he had seen before but, unfortunately, the distance between them was already too small and the sword in his hand couldn’t be easily taken back.
Still, he did his best and twisted his wrist at an odd angle and finally managed to pull the sword back. However, the strange motion caused the sword in his hand to turn and cut toward his arm. The blade was very sharp and his white clothing was quickly dyed with a touch of bright red.
But just as he managed to stop his own momentum, he noticed that Su Tang had already released another arrow that was aimed directly at his heart.
“Su Tang!” Pei Xuan saw another arrow vigorously charging towards him full of strength and let out an exasperated roar while jumping backward and swinging his sword to deflect the arrow.
This little moneygrubber! She unexpectedly treated him like this? Really biting the hand that feeds her!
After knocking away the arrow Pei Xuan was still feeling extremely angry, but when he turned toward that little moneygrubber to settle accounts he saw that the little fox had her two chubby little hands covering her mouth while she looked at him with her huge black eyes. An amazed voice rang out, “Wow, can it really be so magical?”
Pei Xuan’s face turned black and he shouted, “Why are you at my master’s house?” And then in an even angrier voice, he continued, “And why are you shooting arrows at me?”
Back then she was still making clothes for him, but now he returned and she was treating him like this? Wasn’t this little moneygrubber going too far?
Of course, the Young Duke had probably forgotten that Su Tang didn’t actually know that the clothes she made back then were for him.
Su Tang heard his question and laughed with a “hehe” before putting on a fox-like smile and saying, “Actually, when I shoot arrows I miss eight out of every ten times at least. For me to be so accurate this time, I have to say, you’re quite lucky.”
Pei Xuan: I suddenly want to teach this little moneygrubber a lesson!
Su Tang saw his dark face but just continued to put on an innocent expression. Truth be told, she was also feeling very shocked, okay? Her arrows had been so accurate just now, it made her fingers feel a little itchy. Could it be she was actually a natural-born sharpshooter? When facing a stationary target there was nothing, but facing a moving target she could suddenly burst out with supernatural accuracy?
Su Tang’s eyes narrowed. This beautiful-looking young man seemed to be quite skilled in martial arts. She wondered if he would be willing to join her in her training sessions to act as a “moving target”?
“TangTang, don’t be naughty!” Song Yi couldn’t help but open his mouth after hearing his little disciple’s daring words.
Pei Xuan gave Su Tang one final glare before turning to Song Yi and saying, “Master, is she the one you mentioned before, the new disciple?”
“Master, have you already gotten old? Your eyes are no longer good?” Just as Pei Xuan finished speaking, he immediately dodged to the side and got out of the way of the teacup Song Yi had sent flying over. However, just as he was feeling good about dodging, a bow suddenly fell from the sky and hit him on the head.
Pei Xuan glared over at the little fox who was busy pretending to be innocent and roared: “Su Tang!”
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