"You... are sure?"
Chief Clerk Yu looked at the young man before him doubtfully. Don't take advantage of an old man's limited experience. It wasn't as if he'd never dealt with Literary Scholars who specialized in the Way of Qi Yun, but Kang Shi didn't look like any kind of outstanding master. Could he really do it?
Kang Shi replied confidently, "Of course."
Chief Clerk Yu hesitated.
At last, he sighed. "Very well. We can give it a try."
Though they'd only spent a few days together, Chief Clerk Yu had formed a good impression of him and was convinced Kang Shi was far steadier than Chu Yao. Of course, Yu Zi deserved some credit for that. Chief Clerk Yu was grateful to this Literary Scholar, who had often looked after his granddaughter in private.
Surely...
If he weren't confident, this young man wouldn't be making such bold claims.
With Chief Clerk Yu's approval, Kang Shi felt at ease.
He glanced at the battle below the city, planted a foot on the battlement, and sprang into the air. As he reached the peak of his leap and began to fall, literary energy burst beneath his feet. He tapped the air and, in just a few breaths, arrived above the battlefield. Ten Crows naturally spotted him.
Dozens of archers took aim in an instant.
Their bowstrings thrummed, and a torrent of arrows poured forth.
Every arrow was aimed at Kang Shi.
But halfway through the air, the arrows sank into a viscous barrier of literary energy, as if mired in mud. They lost their force and pattered down like rain, unable to harm Kang Shi in the slightest. He was still some distance from Ten Crows, but even before drawing near, he sensed something strange about the formation below.
The Qi