Just as he spoke, the opponent's arrow had already been shot. Fu Tinghan immediately swung his long sword towards the direction the arrow came from, but his movements couldn't keep up with his eyes. His sword only brushed the arrow slightly, yet it still flew forward, albeit in a skewed direction.
As Zhao Hanzhang heard him shout, she turned her head. From the corner of her eye, she saw the incoming arrow, and without any particular thought, her body instinctively leaned to one side. Just as she moved, the arrow flew past her eyes, its feathers grazing her left cheek...
As soon as the arrow flew past, Zhao Hanzhang turned to look and saw the archer had already released a second arrow. Her face changed dramatically, and she shouted at Fu Tinghan, "Get down!"
