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Suddenly, an arrow shot through the air, instantly striking the earthen wall that Lin Yu was leaning against. At the moment the arrowhead penetrated the wall, Lin Yu's sixth sense prompted him to swiftly move his head aside, narrowly avoiding disaster. The force of the arrow was so great that it cracked the wall, sending fragments flying. Had he not dodged in time, that arrow could have been fatal.
Lin Yu looked down at the arrow embedded in the wall; its head was deeply lodged in the earth. Recognizing the familiar feather design, he immediately knew it was an arrow from Number Four. Number Four was an elite archer among the Shadow Guard, often serving as a scout responsible for leading and reconnaissance tasks. His marksmanship was impeccable and his speed astonishing, leaving enemies unable to defend themselves.
Lin Yu's heart raced as he quickly analyzed the situation. Was this shot from Number Four intentional, or was it merely a stroke of luck that happened to hit his hiding spot? The appearance of this arrow meant that Number Four had already locked onto his position and was ready to launch another attack at any moment.
He rapidly recalled past missions with Number Four; his archery skills were always precise and rarely missed. If this shot was merely a test, then the next one could be deadly. He could not stay here any longer; he had to change positions immediately, or he would fall into even greater danger.
Lin Yu crouched low and quietly began to retreat, scanning his surroundings for a safer hiding place. He knew that Number Four would not act alone; other elites from the Shadow Guard might already be lurking nearby. He had to remain calm and vigilant, without a hint of carelessness.
Zhang Dashan, Chunhua, and Xiao Yun inside the house heard the sound of the arrow piercing through the wall and grew increasingly tense. They held their breath, waiting for Lin Yu's instructions, afraid to make any noise. Lin Yu glanced back at them, his eyes filled with determination and resolve. He whispered to them, "Stay quiet; we have enemies. Remain calm and follow my lead."
Lin Yu moved slowly and steadily, keeping his eyes fixed on any movement outside the window. He knew this would be a difficult confrontation, but he had to protect this family at all costs; he could not allow them to be harmed again. His hand gripped tightly around the knife at his waist, ready to face any incoming attack.
The silence outside became increasingly oppressive, every subtle sound amplified infinitely. Lin Yu sensed Number Four's killing intent drawing closer; he knew that battle was imminent and he had to focus completely, dedicating himself fully to this life-and-death struggle.
Suddenly, Number Four's voice rang out from outside, laced with a hint of mockery. "The footprints are light and even; your soles barely touched the ground yet you can exert force easily. The distance between your steps is about a foot and a half, indicating your speed is quite impressive..." His voice echoed through the tranquil forest, sending chills down one's spine.
Lin Yu held his breath, pressing against the earthen wall as he listened intently to every word from Number Four. Number Four continued, "These signs indicate that just walking leaves traces showing your extraordinary skill... Moreover, that last arrow should have killed you but missed... It seems you are quite skilled?"
Number Four's tone was filled with mockery and provocation as if ridiculing Lin Yu's hiding. His words were measured and unhurried as footsteps followed suit—each step light yet powerful—as if deliberately showcasing his own prowess.
Lin Yu understood that Number Four was testing him; such verbal taunts were meant to unsettle him. Number Four was a cunning adversary; his archery skills were exceptional, but what was more terrifying was his insidious mind. A chill rose from Lin Yu's core; this was a battle of wits and strength where even a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin.
Lin Yu's hand tightly gripped the knife at his waist, contemplating his next move. He knew that Number Four would not let him off easily; the next attack would undoubtedly be even more ferocious. He had to find a breakthrough to gain the upper hand in this standoff.
Number Four's voice rang out again, laced with cold laughter: "A master need not hide; why not come out and let me see who you really are?" His tone was filled with provocation, trying to force Lin Yu to reveal himself.
Lin Yu took a deep breath, striving to remain calm. He understood that this was not the time for impulsiveness; he needed to find the right moment to turn the tables. He quietly shifted a step to the side, attempting to find a more advantageous angle for a counterattack against Number Four.
Suddenly, Number Four's footsteps quickened, seemingly closing in on Lin Yu. Lin Yu's heart raced as he rapidly considered various possible responses. He knew that this confrontation was unavoidable and that he had to give it his all to protect Zhang Dashan and his family.
Without warning, three arrows shot toward Lin Yu's hiding spot in succession, their tips sharp and whistling through the air. Lin Yu was startled, unsure how his position had been exposed, but there was no time for contemplation; he could only roll swiftly toward the ground. Fortunately, the earthen wall held firm, blocking these attacks, though several deep arrow marks now marred its surface.
A chill ran through Lin Yu; he realized that if this continued, he could not remain passive forever. With three members of Zhang Dashan's family needing protection, the longer Number Four stayed here, the greater the chance other Shadow Guards would catch up, making the situation even more dire. He quickly drew his knife, eyes fixed on the shadow at the doorway, where sunlight cast Number Four's shadow long and dark—a vague threat.
Lin Yu held his breath, gripping the knife handle tightly as he rapidly devised a strategy in his mind. He knew he had to take the initiative; he could no longer afford to be on the defensive. Number Four's archery skills were exceptional, but it was evident that archers had disadvantages in close combat. If he could close the distance quickly, perhaps he could break the current stalemate.
Recalling his experiences fighting alongside Number Four, Lin Yu understood his tactical habits and weaknesses. Suddenly inspired by a plan, he decided to take a risk. He took a gentle breath and quickly adjusted his breathing to enter a combat-ready state.
At that moment, Number Four's voice echoed again with a hint of mockery: "You can hide for a moment, but not forever. Come out; let's have a good chat." His tone remained provocative as he tried to force Lin Yu into revealing himself.
Lin Yu did not respond; he knew he could not let emotions sway him now. He quietly moved his feet, changing positions in search of a more favorable angle. Just then, he noticed Number Four’s shadow shift slightly—clearly indicating that Number Four was looking for the best shooting angle.
Suddenly, Lin Yu leaped up and charged toward the doorway from the side, his knife glinting as it aimed directly at Number Four. Number Four’s expression sharpened as he reacted immediately, retreating while drawing his bow to aim at Lin Yu. But Lin Yu was too fast; before Number Four could fully aim, Lin Yu had already closed in on him.
Number Four hurriedly switched tactics, lowering his bow and drawing a short knife from his waist to engage in close combat. The two clashed with blades flashing in an instant, sparks flying everywhere. Lin Yu understood that this battle needed to be resolved quickly; otherwise, if other Shadow Guards arrived, the situation would become even more unfavorable.
He concentrated all his strength and struck suddenly, the blade slicing through the air, aimed directly at Number Four's throat. Number Four's expression changed, and he quickly sidestepped to avoid it, but the blade still grazed his shoulder, causing blood to gush out immediately.
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