Gu Yun grabbed Chang Geng's shoulder and pushed him back, then picked up the arrow and the longbow that Shen Yi hung behind the door and told him: "Don't come out."

The Black Iron Camp soldiers sitting at the table all stood up.

Shen Yi held onto Gu Yun's elbow and blurted out: "Your eyes..."

Chang Geng was sharp; he immediately lifted his head and thought: "Eyes? What happened to his eyes?"

Gu Yun ignored it and pulled his arm away, then kicked open the door of the Red Kite.

Several Eagle units on the Red Kite leaped down from above, flying low to the ground. Few small fireworks blasted out cold light. Another Black Iron Armored soldier who was stationed at a higher place began to climb up the signaling pole of the Red Kite, holding a tong hou in his hand. He shouted towards the chaotic crowd: "The Marquis of Order is here, do not cause a commotion!"

This sentence was actually more effective than hearing the emperor's sacred decree. Many people instinctively stopped pushing and shoving immediately upon hearing the three words: 'Marquis of Order'.

The tiger's howling came from a distance, and the raging beast rushed out like a lightning bolt, with a young man pressed under its claws. Gu Yun stood on the head of the koi fish ship, leaned on the window, tilted his body, and began to pull the arrow.

His liuli glass still sat on the bridge of his nose - no one ever wore a liuli glass for shooting, as this thing would cause the field of vision to become inaccurate. His thin clothing flew in the hot wind of the flaming fins, and his figure gave off an indescribable arrogant aura. It truly was like doing archery with closed eyes.

However, Shen Yi knew that if Gu Yun were to take off his glass at this moment, he wouldn't be able to differentiate between human and beast, it would basically not be that much different from closing his eyes.

Why must it happen in this life and death situation?

Shen Yi's hands broke out in a layer of thin sweat involuntarily, and his back tightened up.

At this moment, Gu Yun let go of the bowstring.

The arrow was like a meteor, flying straight through the complex cobweb-rope system under twenty Red Kites, and landed in the back of the tiger's head. There was no telling how much force the arrow held, but it had directly pierced the thick and large skull of the beast. The tiger swayed, then slammed to the ground, dead before it could make any noise.

Gu Yun's hands did not stop there, pulling the string again with the second arrow, his back leaning on the door frame, turning at an angle. Almost without aiming, the arrow was released. The target was the one who threw gold leaves on the observation deck.