Chapter 907 Take Down the Young Archer

• “Kid, I don’t care who you are. You killed a bunch of my Arrow Clan people. Today, you’re dead!”
• Hearing Lewis Snow’s words, the young archer’s brows tightened. He glared at Lewis and said coldly, “No one challenges the Arrow Clan’s pride. And no one can save you.”
• The moment his words fell, the young archer pulled a pitch‑black wooden longbow from behind his back, drew it, and loosed. Three arrows screamed through the sky, slicing straight toward Lewis’s position.