The two of them mounted their horses and stood at the starting line.
At this moment, the cold wind was even more piercing, with tiny bits of snow mixed in, hitting faces like icy needles piercing the skin, the cold penetrating to the bone.
But colder still was Lei Yu's heart.
She had never feared competing in horseback archery, being from a military family. Her archery skills were stronger than many men; even here on the grasslands among the most skilled Turkic archers, she felt no fear.
But today, the archery skills used to protect herself and her family must decide a friend's life or death.
Is there anything more absurd in this world?
Lei Yu felt like laughing, yet couldn't; she turned her head to look at Shang Ruyi who sat steadily on horseback, someone who had once braved life and death with her, sharing a true bond. Facing the cold wind on horseback, she seemed unaffected, maintaining her usual calmness, with no trace of emotion in her almost transparent eyes.
