"Student Mu Yunji, what are you doing here?"
Looking at this familiar face, everyone felt extremely conflicted. They could hardly call it fortunate that the person before them wasn't the priest guarding the academy's gates, because that meant the crisis was still ongoing. There was no way they could feel fortunate about that.
But it wasn't as if they felt not even the slightest bit relieved. At least the person who had caught Bing Si's arrow barehanded didn't seem to be an enemy, right?
At this moment, the people standing at the city gate were Mu Yunji and Wang Chengbo.
"Fine arrow." Facing the question from the opposing team captain, Baers, Mu Yunji didn't even raise her eyelids. All her focus was on the arrow itself.
Within the team, Bing Si, who had fired the arrow, stared at the other party, the hand gripping his bow trembling slightly.
The other party was naturally praising not his archery, but the craftsmanship of the arrow itself. This made him somewhat irritated.
Irritated though he was, he didn't dare say anything for the moment. Seriously, she had caught an arrow barehanded. This woman's skill was probably on the same level as the Dark Horse known as Demon Star!
Hadn't Captain Baers' tone become extremely polite by now?
Before the draw, when had the incomparably arrogant Baers ever called someone from a third-rate academy a fellow student?
Mu Yunji didn't reply, and a trace of coldness flashed through Baers' eyes. His expression remained gentle, however. He knew that, at a time like this, the team was best off not making enemies—especially not with someone whose skills were so astonishing.
Even he wouldn't dare catch Bing Si's arrow barehanded just now. This woman...
"We just found the location and came in." The one who spoke