When Gui Xuanqing learned that his father was coming, he was practicing archery at the range behind the mountain.
Nowadays, he has long beco the person with the highest archery skills in the Crossbow Team.
But even so, he continued to practice diligently without stopping. Besides spending ti with Jin Fu figuring out how to further improve the crossbow arrow manufacturing platform, he spent almost all of his remaining ti at the range.
The reason was nothing but addiction.
The feeling of hitting a target from a long distance was simply fascinating.
And the constant complints from the Crossbow Team mbers addressing him as Senior Brother Gui filled him with a sense of accomplishnt.
At this mont, he was trying to break through his limits by hitting a humanoid target from nearly three hundred paces away.
This was not only a test of Gui Xuanqing’s archery skills but also a severe test of the chanical Crossbow and the crossbow arrows used.
Because at a distance of three hundred paces, any slight deviation would be magnified infinitely, leading to a miss.
After aiming for a long ti, Gui Xuanqing suddenly pulled the trigger.
The crossbow arrow shot out swiftly, taking more than a second to travel those three hundred paces.
But the expected scene of the humanoid target being hit did not appear.
The crossbow arrow hit a large tree five ters away from the target, shaking the leaves down with a rustle.
Gui Xuanqing angrily swung his fist.
This was already the fourth arrow to miss the target.
The dispersion did not decrease but instead expanded from just over one ter to over five ters.
This made Gui Xuanqing a bit restless.
At this mont, he received the news that his father had co to visit him.
Stunned, Gui Xuanqing quickly headed toward the front of the mountain.
Sure enough.
As soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw his father, Gui Heshu, directing his n to unload things.
Of course, Gui Heshu wouldn’t co empty-handed, especially considering the current special situation where the Azure Dragon Temple was secluded, so the supplies brought were much more than before.
"Father!" Gui Xuanqing called out excitedly.
Gui Heshu turned around and saw his son, instantly a smile spread across his face.
"Qing’er, co quickly, see what I’ve brought for you."
As he spoke, Gui Heshu took out a package.
"These are your favorite osmanthus cakes, made by your mother herself. She specifically asked to bring them when I ca, kept them chilled, so they’re still fresh. Try them."
Gui Xuanqing felt a bit embarrassed.
When he was young, he had a sweet tooth and especially loved the osmanthus cakes his mother made. That was true.
But that was in his childhood. Now, he was a dignified mber of the Crossbow Team, with exceptional archery skills, admired by many brothers.
If they found out he loved sweets like a little girl, he couldn’t imagine what they would think of him.
Sure enough.
Gui Xuanqing heard chuckles coming from behind, making him even more embarrassed.
"What’s wrong?" Gui Heshu didn’t think too much, enthusiastically opened the package, took out a piece of osmanthus cake, and handed it over.
Gui Xuanqing reluctantly took it but didn’t eat it; instead, he asked, "Father, why did you suddenly co?"
"Isn’t it just because I missed you, so I ca to see you?" Gui Heshu replied with a smile.
"Is that so?" Gui Xuanqing was deeply skeptical.
No one knows a father better than his son.
He could see at a glance that Gui Heshu’s smile was a bit forced.
Gui Heshu felt a bit guilty under his son’s gaze and was about to say sothing when a voice ca from the back of the convoy.
"Xuanqing, do you still rember ?"
Gui Xuanqing found the voice familiar, looked up, and saw Liang Xin’an standing at a distance with a smile, to his surprise.
"Liang... Uncle Liang?"
Gui Xuanqing had t Liang Xin’an a few tis when he was little. Although they hadn’t interacted much, Liang left a deep impression on him.
Plus, over the past ten-plus years, Liang Xin’an hadn’t changed a bit, still as scruffy as before, so Gui Xuanqing recognized him imdiately.
"Hmm, not bad, haven’t seen you in over a decade, and you have the makings of a fine gentleman."
Liang Xin’an said with a cheerful smile, completely different from his previous madness while dealing with the Nangong Brothers.
Gui Heshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that Liang Xin’an had a fondness for his son, Gui Xuanqing.
This was why he dared to bring Liang Xin’an along.
Otherwise, if Liang Xin’an went mad, wouldn’t it cause trouble for the Azure Dragon Temple?
Gui Xuanqing didn’t think too much. He was overjoyed and ran over enthusiastically.
"Uncle Liang, where have you been all these years? I really missed you."
"I went back to the sect to handle so matters." Liang Xin’an replied with a cheerful smile, though his eyes glancing intentionally at the crossbow quiver on Gui Xuanqing’s back.
Even though it was covered with cloth, Liang Xin’an could easily recognize that it was indeed a chanical Crossbow produced by his sect.
It seems the rumors were true; the Azure Dragon Temple did capture a batch of chanical Crossbows and ford a team because of it.
But where did they get the crossbow arrows from?
One must know that the chanical Sect had barely interacted with the outside world in the past decade, only fulfilling so old orders, refusing new clients no matter the offer.
So, Liang Xin’an could conclude that even if the Azure Dragon Temple obtained the chanical Crossbows, they couldn’t have bought the crossbow arrows.
Despite his inner doubts, Liang Xin’an’s deanor was incredibly gracious.
"I heard from your father that you’ve developed well over the past couple of years and have beco quite a notable figure now. Congratulations, congratulations."
"Oh, Uncle Liang, you’re joking. How can I be a notable figure? My Martial Dao talent is average, and I have no special skills, but I’ve gained sothing in the Archery Dao."
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