Seeing this, several guards tactfully moved away from the target and walked toward a nearby patch of open ground.
Jing Luoluo pulled the bowstring back with his right hand, narrowed his eyes, and took aim at the bullseye. With a sharp whoosh of air cutting through, the fiery-red feathered arrow sped outward.
As he opened his eyes to take a closer look, Zhao Yuan couldn't help exclaiming, "A ten-ring! Is this truly your first time shooting an arrow?"
Chapter 35