The gaze involuntarily penetrated through the small holes, extending forward... One pavilion, two pavilions, three pavilions, with people reading, singing, playing... In that instant, it seemed as if I witnessed all the human dramas of Jade City. Finally, a cold glint flashed, and my gaze fell on a flying arrow.
After that, all that could be seen was the flying arrow.
This arrow passed through the small ventilation hole, shot through the slightly open window, flew past the hair of a maiden playing the zither, skimmed past the teapot ear as the waiter was pouring tea, and after traversing countless things, finally hit the left eye of the Flying Thief.
Three ruthless thieves fleeing from the southeast and west were all struck down by the flying arrow.
