Only now did Hu Xiaotian understand why Zhan Peng had risked catching an arrow in midair, and why he had pulled out his own arrows before leaving. To think Zhan Peng could still keep such a cool head under those circumstances-even Hu Xiaotian might not have matched that composure.
Hu Xiaotian felt secretly relieved. Wen Boyuan would not be able to work out who had struck anytime soon.
Hu Xiaotian had not gone far before turning back, now carrying a bow. He nocked an arrow, drew the bow, and aimed at the bandit's corpse on the ground. Whoosh! He let fly.
His actions left everyone dumbfounded. Shooting arrows at a dead man-did this fellow have any decency left? Even at such close range, Eunuch Hu actually missed. Hu Xiaotian threw the bow and arrow to the ground and cursed, "You bastard! How dare you disturb Her Highness! You must be tired of living." The man was already dead! Hu Xiaotian's acting was truly abysmal.
The harder he tried to cover it up, the more he gave himself away! Suspicion covered Wen Boyuan's face. Hu Xiaotian, oh, Hu Xiaotian. You deliberately missed in front of everyone so I wouldn't suspect you. As if I'd believe that! Who would have thought you were a marksman who could pierce a willow leaf from a hundred paces? Being too suspicious was not always a good thing. Wen Boyuan was a perfect example of someone outsmarting himself.
Hu Xiaotian had genuinely taken aim; unfortunately, his accuracy was a little lacking. Seeing the suspicion written all over Wen Boyuan's face, he secretly chuckled. Think whatever you like. Even if I don't kill you now, I'll at least kill a few more of your brain cells.
After a head count, they found that five of their own