Just then, a tiny figure darted to the very front like a nimble sparrow and shouted angrily, "You stole the food we rely on to survive, and you even tried to kill our uncles! Uncle Ah Fu is so good, so kind, but he was almost shot to death! You're all villains!"
Shi Hao's little face flushed crimson with agitation. His small hands were clenched tight, and his eyes were filled with fury. He had grown up in Stone Village since childhood, experiencing only warmth and tenderness, and had never encountered such overbearing people.
The people of Wolf Village were surprised, then burst into laughter. They had not expected that aside from a few half-grown children, Stone Village had even brought along such a little child. Wasn't he just making trouble for his clansmen?
"Whoosh!"
An iron arrow tore through the air. The fourteen- or fifteen-year-old youth from Wolf Village wore a cold expression as he drew that terrifying great bow, directly intending to shoot Little Fellow dead.
The people of Stone Village's eyes blazed with anger, furious to the extreme. That was still a child. Little Fellow was usually obedient and adorable, yet the other side was actually ruthless enough to attack even a young child. It was outrageous.
Shi Linhu bent his bow and nocked an arrow, wanting to save him by breaking that youth's iron arrow, but his expression changed in an instant.
Because this time, that youth released four arrows with one draw of the bow. Four cold streaks of light flew over like lightning, while Shi Linhu only had time to shoot three arrows. The other side was astonishingly strong.
"Clang," "clang"...
Three pairs of arrows collided and fell to the ground. One thick iron arrow more than a meter long still rushed toward Little