Lin Shuguang had only two days of free time, so he went straight to the residence of Senior Liu, the master archer, without hesitation.
It was a simple courtyard residence at the foot of a mountain.
Before he could knock, a furious shout, almost a roar, came from inside. "I already told you, stop bothering me! I won't agree to your demands!"
Standing at the entrance, Lin Shuguang paused briefly.
It seemed someone had already been here before him and had angered the senior.
He still knocked calmly. "I'm Lin Shuguang, a junior from the Huai City Special Management Bureau."
The courtyard fell silent for a moment. Then an aged voice, now calmer, said indifferently, "Go back. I don't like dealing with government people."
Hearing this, Lin Shuguang reached out and pushed the gate open.
The aura inside instantly turned violent again. Countless strands of arrow intent surged, and a low growl came from the inner room. "What are you trying to do?"
Lin Shuguang stood at the entrance, looking straight at the Bamboo House more than ten meters away. Senior Liu was inside, and arrow intent filled the courtyard, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.
Lin Shuguang casually surveyed the arrow intent. "Half-step Tongxuan. Not bad. I wonder how good your archery is, Senior. Allow this junior to learn from you."
Ignoring the man's anger, he stepped forward. His violent blood energy swept out in every direction like the arrival of a king, domineering and unquestionable.
A cold snort came from the Bamboo House.
In an instant, the whistling of ten thousand arrows filled the empty courtyard. The two forces clashed brutally.
Yet at that moment, Lin Shuguang frowned.
In this contest of wills, the senior surnamed Liu seemed to be holding back, not unleashing his full strength