Out of nowhere, Xu Shu sensed a latent danger and almost reflexively unleashed all his spiritual capacity, pushing it outward. In the next instant, a streak of light brushed past Xu Shu's face, and although it didn't hit directly, the wind it carried left a slight cut on Xu Shu's cheek.
"It actually missed?" Chouhun looked at Qui Fu in disbelief.
"A top-tier civil official, naturally perceives personal danger, and their spiritual capacity moves at will. To see and to feel is to touch," Huyan Chu said as he watched Qui Fu, who was once again drawing his bow with a darkened face. "Such a person is theoretically impossible to hit with an arrow."
Upon hearing this, Qui Fu silently put away his bow; some innate restrictions are hard to avoid.
Xu Shu was also drenched in cold sweat at this moment, involuntarily releasing a large amount of spiritual capacity. Just a moment ago, he had sensed a life-threatening danger from that arrow.
