After making short work of the three men, Wu Liangchen let out a faint sigh of relief. He put away his bow and arrow and walked toward the carriage.
The fierce battle had started abruptly and ended just as quickly, all in under a minute.
This was thanks to Wu Liangchen's meticulous control of the battlefield and his unflappable calm.
This was a crucial trait. Otherwise, even the greatest skill would be useless if you panicked at the first sign of trouble.
Of course, the main reason was that Wu Liangchen's archery was the perfect counter to these three, otherwise the battle wouldn't have ended so quickly.
'I wonder if Erya was scared,' Wu Liangchen thought as he reached the carriage. Just as he was about to board, he suddenly stopped.
"Brother Xiaowu?" Erya's confused voice came from inside the carriage. She had heard the footsteps but saw no one get on, so she reached for the curtain to see what was happening.
Just then, Wu Liangchen called out sharply, "Erya!"
"Hm?"
