"Sir, should we make a move now?" Xie Xiaojiu asked.
"Let's wait and see," Jiang Ning replied indifferently as the longbow had already appeared in his hand.
Below them, following the actions of those four men, two groups of Inspection Office personnel had already fallen into disarray.
Among those who had made their move, two were a cut above the rest, being genuine Martial Arts Seventh Grade practitioners.
For a moment, cries for fathers and mothers were non-stop.
Jiang Ning also watched this scene coldly, unmoved.
Not until Zhao Hu's arm was chopped off by the burly man who had just attacked did Jiang Ning slowly draw his bowstring.
The bow was drawn to full draw.
Bang—
Jiang Ning made his move.
The people below had not noticed anything at all.
Until—
Boom—
A muffled thunderous noise erupted in everyone's ears, like a bolt from the blue.
The powerful sound and commotion of the explosion instantly drew all eyes in the valley to its source.
