Screech~
A blue eagle swept across the sky, its sharp eyes coldly peering at the mountain path below.
On the winding, rugged mountain road, a lone rider accompanied a carriage moving forward.
The blue eagle circled in the sky a few times before suddenly diving down.
Swish!
In an instant, a feathered arrow shot swiftly from below, piercing through the eagle's body.
The eagle didn't even have the chance to cry out in agony as it plummeted toward the ground headfirst.
"Awesome!"
Two small heads poked out of the carriage window, and one of the children clapped in admiration, "Uncle Zhang, your archery is amazing, can you teach me?"
Zhang Yuan put away the Eagle-Shooting Bow and smiled as he ruffled the child's hair, "Sure."
This little guy was Yan Bei's son, Su Yibei, who had just turned seven this year.
He also had a three-year-old sister named Su Yiyi.
