"I'll give it a try," Yue Jinghua took the crossbow, and exaggerated a heavy-handed expression, then attempted to pull the string again, made of Fourth-tier Snake Tendon, which was incredibly tough and difficult to pull.
She tried several times, but failed to pull it back.
The surrounding mercenaries gradually lost their patience and urged her on.
"Alas, it seems difficult to pull this crossbow by hand, I guess I have to—" At that moment, Yue Jinghua seemed to transform into a different person, with a light tap of her feet, like a Spirit Bird bursting through the air, she gracefully stood atop the ship's gunwale.
She crouched down slightly, assuming a half-squatting, half-sitting posture, with her arms, feet, and slender waist all straining at once, her whole body as taut as a drumhead.
