"I'll head ashore first!"
With that, Ji Qianqian walked straight into the cabin and picked up her two quivers.
Each held sixty heavy runic arrows. Chu Xisheng had purchased some, while the rest had been seized from the Embroidery Guard.
Then her figure dissolved into a cloud of mist and drifted toward shore.
For an archer, space mattered most.
Only by putting distance between herself and others could she draw her bow and shoot at leisure.
-Having a sufficiently powerful expert serve as her shield would also work.
But Sikong Xin was a former Gold Medal Assassin, skilled in offense rather than defense.
Chu Xisheng was not the defensive type either.
The trump card he had hidden would work, but that was the meat shield Chu Xisheng had prepared for himself, and it also had to protect the dozens of people from the Zuo family.
Of course, the most important point was that Ji Qianqian did not want to be constrained aboard the ship.
Under Chu Xisheng's eyes, she had no way to exercise her formidable martial strength, comparable to the upper fourth rank.
So heading ashore was better.
The hills along the southern bank had complex terrain and dense forests, making concealment easy.
Whatever happened inside would also be difficult for outsiders to discover.
Chu Xisheng did not stop her, simply because the blood-red word "Yazi" had already appeared in the status bar on the screen in his vision.
-Your "Yazi" saber intent has temporarily risen to high intensity.
Chu Xisheng's gaze sharpened slightly. "Everyone, retreat to the stern of the second deck and take shelter. No delays!"
There was a room there that Chu Xisheng had specifically asked the Zuo family to reinforce with purchased iron plates when the ship reached Liyang Commandery. It was extremely sturdy.
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