Qianye was fairly calm in the face of danger. He moved Li Kuanglan from his back and into his right arm. Then, with his left, he reached out and caught the arrow in its tracks. Qianye’s entire body jolted as he grasped the arrow. The shot was abnormally powerful, almost comparable to the ballistae on small airships. Fortunately, the soil around the riverside was just as hard, else Qianye would’ve sunk into the ground.

Qianye could feel a wave of stinging pain from his hand as he caught the arrow. The projectile was covered in barbs that tore through the flesh of his palm.

Several natives jumped out from the woods. There were two tall four-armed ones, while the others were the size of an ordinary human, just like that fisherman. The strange thing was that there were two women among the four smaller natives as well. It would seem the fisherman belonged to one race and the four-armed woman was from a different one.

The natives’ eyes lit up when they saw Qianye and Li Kuanglan, and they started shouting in some unintelligible language. One of the four-armed women was holding a...