At this moment, that familiar sharp sound made Shang Ruyi feel as if she had been struck by lightning.
"It's the arrow!"
Amid her shout, a cold gleam passed through the breach in the city gate, shooting straight towards the Emperor standing in the center of the long street.
"Your Majesty!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and more people lunged towards the Emperor's side.
However, none could match that instant flash of light akin to a meteor.
The cold gleam shot towards Chu Yang, just barely grazing his temple as the sharp wind scattered his hair wildly with a whiff, and the shrieking arrow struck heavily into the post of the sedan behind him.
The large sedan was actually swayed by the power of the single arrow.
