Chapter 203: Pulling Bow (1)
After a moment, the wooden door unexpectedly opened on its own.
Hey buddy, please invite Shen Yanxiao in.
The pitch black room was devoid of any light, with thick curtains blocking the incoming light from the windows. As soon as Shen Yanxiao walked into the small room, he felt a rolling heat wave filling the entire room. Through the condensed crystal hanging on the roof, Shen Yanxiao saw a white bearded old man in his sixties, holding a cigarette bag, sitting in a chair with sharp eyes staring at him. Beside the white bearded old man stood a middle-aged man in his forties.
Are you going to buy that bow? "The white bearded old man took a puff of his cigarette and squinted his eyes at the little one in front of him. Without exaggeration, if he stood up that black bow, he would probably be as tall as this little guy.
Shen Yanxiao immediately guessed the identity of this old man and estimated that he was the master Duan mentioned by his colleague.
Yes, that's right
Master Duan's critical gaze glared at Shen Yanxiao, scanning his slender little arms and calves before furrowing his brow and saying, "This bow is only sold to those who are destined for it. Unless you can pull the bowstring open, you can put it down and leave
Shen Yanxiao raised his eyebrows and was about to try pulling the bowstring, but Master Duan suddenly said, "Don't try here if you want to. Follow me
He got up and left the room as he spoke.
Shen Yanxiao was puzzled by the old man's sudden attention, but who made him a master? He had to follow along.
Passing through the pitch black steps, Shen Yanxiao felt himself walking down all the way until a moment later, a glimmer of light finally appeared before his eyes.