Chapter 5: Rage

"Hmm?"

Lin Feng frowned as he saw the arrow that was shot towards him, his expression slightly sinking.

He stretched out his right hand.

Snap!

The arrow was directly caught in Lin Feng's hand.

He looked down at the mountain forest below and saw a group of people.

Swoosh.

Lin Feng quickly descended.

"I don't seem to know you, do I? And we don't have any grievances. Why shoot an arrow at me? Don't tell me it was an accident, even a child wouldn't believe that," Lin Feng said with a stern face.

The young master coldly glanced at Lin Feng and said, "Yes, it was I who shot it. I am hunting here, and you just happened to fly over and got hit by an arrow. It's your bad luck. Since you luckily survived, you should have quietly left instead of questioning me!"

Lin Feng immediately felt a surge of anger.

Shooting someone with a magic arrow could easily have been fatal.

Not only did this person show no regret, but he was also unbelievably arrogant and haughty.