The face beneath the vermilion-gold snake crown made Xiao Heng’s blade tremble for the first time.
"Second Uncle?" The voice sounded as if it were being squeezed from the depths of his chest.
The man—Xiao Yuanhai, his father’s own brother and the new commander of the Fire Snake Camp—slowly raised a hand. Three hundred Shenji Crossbows shifted three inches in unison, moving their bolts away from Shen Qingya and Xiao Heng to aim directly at Shen Hongxiao.
Chapter 95