The Princess of Northern Land

"You think you can get away so easily? Not so fast." Si Jinhan looked at the fleeing crowd with a cold smirk. He reached out to take the bow and arrow handed over by the soldier beside him, then aimed at Bayal’s back and slowly moved to his left shoulder.

Since the prince and Mr. Situ decided to spare them, Si Jinhan would not take his life either.

The arrow imbued with inner strength flew towards Bayal with unstoppable force.

Bayal, who was in the midst of a hectic escape, heard the sound of the arrow slicing through the air from behind. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"Ah." As the dull thump echoed, Bayal tumbled from his horse.

"General."

"Not good, the general has been shot."

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