"Hiss ..." The horse's neighing sound came to an abrupt end, followed by the horse, which had originally raised its front hooves, straightening up and kneeling down.

Liangsheng raised his little head in uncertainty, while Yan Mor Calamity frowned.

"With a whoosh, a sharp arrow cut through the night and flew straight towards the carriage.

The coachman was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell straight off the carriage.

In the carriage, Yan Mor Calamity's eyes ...