The crowd buzzed with curiosity. Mu Hongchou, Luo Feiyan, Hua Wu, Yang Wentian, and others had only heard of the name but hadn't seen him. Wang Dezhong, Zhou Shijie, Yue Kai, and others had seen his traces but didn't know him, all looked intently.
They saw that White-faced Red Bow stood proudly, his long hair flowing, with an extraordinary aura. Though wearing a mask, his posture alone suggested his looks must be handsome and exceptional. The young heroes felt ashamed, as if in a dream, and thought, "From a young age, I drank Essence Treasure, practiced Martial Arts, trained in archery at three, studied literature, cultivated my character, and was a standout among my peers, admired by elders and peers alike. Now, someone of my age solely masters Archery to the point I can't help but admire. Previously, I thought this person to be unreal; seeing him now, his demeanor is indeed extraordinary, invoking complex feelings, leaving me to sigh at my inadequacy."
