At this moment, Shen Shaohai, who was at the front of the entourage, was yawning and appeared listless. Even the grip on his horse's reins had weakened.
Thus, he naturally fell a step behind Chu Ning, who was originally walking alongside him.
Exchanging a glance with Han Wangan and Du Huarong, the next moment, Shen Shaohai's eyes suddenly gleamed sharply.
With a swift wave, the iron fan in his hand opened, sending several black flashes shooting toward Chu Ning's back.
At the same time, several short arrows unexpectedly shot out from Shen Shaohai's sleeve, closely following the black flashes.
These short arrows weren't aimed at Chu Ning's back but cleverly sealed off the routes Chu Ning might use to evade.
At this moment, whether Chu Ning remained still or moved left or right, he would definitely be hit by one of the hidden weapons.
Seeing this scene, a hint of smugness appeared on Shen Shaohai's face.
But the next moment, he was slightly bewildered.
