Atop Mandarin Duck Mountain on Green Leaf Island stood the Guanyin Temple. At this very moment, a sniper was lying prone on the temple's pagoda.
He wasn't wearing a black mask or dressed in black as one might expect. Instead, he looked just like an ordinary tourist.
How is this possible? With a face full of indescribable shock, the sniper, through his scope, had just witnessed Ye Xiu drawing his sword at a speed visible to the naked eye to slash a bullet in mid-air.
Of course, the bullet was moving incredibly fast, but Ye Xiu's draw and slash were even faster. The sniper hadn't seen it clearly, nor had he seen the bullet being split in two. But he trusted his own Spear Technique.
Ye Xiu's group was only about five hundred meters from Green Leaf Island. The sniper's position was diagonal to them, giving him a clear view of Sister Han, who was otherwise blocked by a large truck. The distance was approximately 1,500 meters. At this range, a headshot would have been easy.
