"What great audacity!" the commander shouted, "We are the royal guards of King Luosang! We are here to arrest you. If you know what's good for you, surrender now and come with us to see King Luosang!"
Wang Xiaoqiang didn't bother with more words. He let out a cold laugh, wrapped his arm around Little Qing's waist, and soared into the sky.
Seeing this, the commander immediately ordered, "Chase them!"
In an instant, with a loud roar, all the soldiers flew up to pursue them.
These soldiers had families and mouths to feed. They were just following orders and had no choice. Wang Xiaoqiang did not want to harm the innocent, so he didn't engage in a killing spree. Instead, he took out the Sun-Shooting Bow, aimed at the commander's forehead, and fired a Gang Qi Arrow.
Swish!
The sound of the arrow breaking through the air rang out.
The Gang Qi Arrow, accompanied by lightning, shot towards the commander.
