C264 Chapter 264

Tang Yao glanced up at the platform. Feng Mingmo stood at the edge of the hunting stand in a black cloak, snapping in the wind like a war god, his gaze fixed on them. He nocked his longbow again and fired straight toward the woods.

The arrow struck. In the snow at the treeline, a sudden spray of blood burst up—Feng Mingmo had hit someone.

There was an ambush beneath the snow line