The battle was over.

It was only then that Alex turned around to look. He found a young woman standing on the treetops like an ancient chivalrous lady. She was dressed in black and looked to be in her early thirties. She looked delicate and well-rounded, a definite peerless beauty in this generation. Except, her expressions were frigid.

“Thank you for helping me, Senior.”

Unexpectedly, the woman notched and shot an arrow directly at him.

The lighting-fast golden feathered arrow was coated