At the mention of Green Bamboo Ridge, many people's expressions changed dramatically.
Everyone knew that, in recent days, the most notorious and powerful bandits around Dancing Elephant City were the ones from Green Bamboo Ridge.
Their rise had been so rapid it was downright astonishing.
There were even rumors that the Great Chieftain, the overall leader of Green Bamboo Ridge, was a fourth-realm martial artist.
That was why Meng Lei had been so careful on this escort mission.
He had wanted to avoid this band of bandits.
But who would have thought that their journey out would pass in peace, only for them to run into Green Bamboo Ridge on the very first day of the return trip?
While many people were trembling with fear, Zhao Ya paid them no heed. He raised his hand and loosed a Sleeve Arrow, aiming straight for the speaker's face.
The speaker had just finished talking. Zhao Ya had chosen his moment with impeccable precision, and the angle of his attack was treacherous indeed—a masterful ambush.
The man had never expected anyone to dare attack him from hiding. It was only when he heard the ominous rush of air that he realized something was wrong.
But he reacted with astonishing speed. In the narrowest of moments, he bent backward into a rigid bridge and dodged the arrow.
Zhao Ya couldn't help sighing inwardly. What a pity.
If he could have taken out the leader with one shot, it would have been a huge boost to his side's morale.
Never underestimate morale. In battle, it could often turn the tide when all seemed lost.
But the feeling vanished in a flash. Zhao Ya drew his saber and shouted, "Drive them back, or none of us will survive!"
Having faced Green Bamboo Ridge once before, Zhao