The sound of something slicing through the wind came straight at Chen Mo, but just before it could pierce his eyes, Chen Mo lifted his hand and caught it effortlessly.
The Divine Brave Guards standing nearby were stunned by this sudden turn of events, and in the next second, they surrounded the carriage in a tight formation.
Chen Mo frowned; the arrow he had caught snapped in two with a fierce jerk. Then, raising his palm, he struck the carriage door with force, unleashing a surge of power from his palm that spread throughout the entire frame of the carriage.
With a "bang," the carriage exploded into pieces, revealing a man dressed in brocade sitting inside. He was holding a strong bow worth twelve stones, and he looked on in horror at the scene, his hand that held the bow trembling slightly.
In Chen Mo's eyes, a red number of 33+7 appeared on the man's forehead.
