Hong Biao on the side felt his scalp go numb and couldn't help but sigh.

 What is the spirit of craftsman?

This is what the hell is called craftsmanship!

This is completely made with life!

“Let’s go, let’s go to Beidazhou and settle Zhang Xiansheng’s matter first,” Luo Chen said.

“Master Luo, I thought you had to wait for the bow to be completed and shoot the eight great suns as soon as possible!”

 “Let’s have a modern version of Dayi shooting at the sun!” Hong Biao made a gesture of drawing his bow.

“Why shoot them?” Luo Chen asked.

 “Won’t you shoot them?”

 “What about this bow?”

"If we wanted to kill them, they would have been killed long ago!" Luo Chen said, full of confidence.

"Master Luo, these days, you have been secretly using means to target Ziqing and the others. Why don't you kill them?" Hong Biao asked doubtfully.

"Soon!"

 “It’s no fun just to die like this.”

 “These people, they rejected their mission.”

 “The Lord of the North cannot die in vain.”

“The Northern Lord didn’t kill Jutian at the beginning. If I killed them like this, I would have failed the Northern Lord’s hard work.” Luo Chen said again.

“Master Luo, what do you mean?”
Chapter completed!