Releasing them one by one, Zhao Han picked up the Ironwood Hard Bow, took aim, and fired. After killing one, he noticed a change on the panel.
There was a way!
The remaining nine soon met the same grim fate.
Basic Archery [Simplified, Unranked, Proficiency 0/1000, use a fine bow and arrow to kill a Skin Refining Warrior]
"So it wants me to kill someone!"
Zhao Han let out a breath of stale air and said to the owner, "I'll be leaving first. Take those Grey Rabbits home and eat them."
Watching Zhao Han's back recede, the stall owner scratched his head, thinking that rich people really did have bizarre thought processes.
"I remember the Yin Tong Cult has quite a few watchers near the martial arts hall. In that case, I'll start with them."
Zhao Han sneered, put away his bow and arrow, and entered the County Town. He changed his outfit in an alley, then headed toward the martial arts hall along the lanes.
Before long, Zhao Han spotted a Yin Tong Cult Skin Refining Warrior keeping watch. An unusual aura radiated from him.
"Your bad luck."
Whoosh!
Drawing the bow and nocking an arrow, Zhao Han sent a Steel Arrow flying straight at him with master-level archery.
"Ah..."
The Steel Arrow lodged in his throat, pierced through it, and knocked him to the ground. Blood continuously seeped from the wound.
His eyes bulged wide as both hands reached for the arrow, unable to understand where the arrow that had killed him had come from.
Footsteps sounded. He struggled to raise his head and saw a masked man in black fitted clothes, wearing a Bamboo Hat.
"Liu Ruyan is your Yin Tong Cult's Altar Master, isn't she?" Zhao Han asked with a cold smile.
In truth,