The man grew agitated. A mere City Lord actually dared speak to him like that when he represented the prince.
Whenever the prince's army arrived at a city, weren't the gates thrown wide open and the City Lord there to welcome them personally? Yet these people not only refused to welcome them, but wouldn't even let the army inside.
Their audacity reached the heavens! Ungrateful fools. He said angrily, "Are you trying to rebel? This is the Great Cang Kingdom's territory. If you won't even let the prince in, what is that if not rebellion?"
Wenlong grew angry at his words too. "You dog! Tired of living, are you? Get off your horse, or I'll kill you with one arrow." Wenlong took a powerful bow and aimed it at him.
The man was terrified. At such close range, how could he survive an arrow? He hurriedly dismounted. Saving his life came first.
"Go back and tell your master that the army absolutely cannot enter the city. If he wants to visit the Huaxia Sect, only he can come in." Seeing how afraid he was of dying, Wenlong sent him back with the message.
The man didn't even dare mount his horse again. He could only lead it away at a brisk pace, making himself scarce.
Before long, a soldier raised a powerful bow and aimed it at the Mighty Dragon Banner atop the gate tower. Apparently, he intended to shoot down the banner to establish their authority.
Like hell I'll let you have your way. The soldier drew his bow into a full circle, took aim for a moment, and with a whoosh, let his arrow fly.
Without the slightest hurry, Wenlong casually loosed an arrow of his own. It struck the arrow hurtling toward them in midair, and both