Wilbur's footsteps made crunching noises in the snow, and he had hidden his aura to prevent being spotted by other cultivators.
He was in the middle of hunting for prey in the woods when an adult deer ccharging toward him. Wilbur dodged quickly to the
left, just in tto hear a series of rushed galloping sounds. Wilbur scrambled to hide behind a tree, and just half a minute later, a
few people could be seen chasing after the deer on their horses.
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The man leading the group looked rather familiar, but he passed by so quickly that Wilbur could not identify him right away. All
Wilbur could see was the man pulling the string of his bow atop his white horse, letting it go, and shooting the deer.
"Well done!"
"Brilliant archery, Mister Farring!"
The two men behind cheered and whooped, but Wilbur frowned from where he was hiding. "What? Mister Farring?"
"Go and see if it's dead yet."
"Yes, Mister Farring."
One guy got off his horse, running towards the deer. Realization struck Wilbur then. Mister Farring was Saber Farring, the guy who
had pretended to want to work with him in the cave before.
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"The deer's dead, Mister Farring! You shot it right through the throat!"
"Nice. Take it back. We'll at least have something to show the Bills."
"I'm sure this must be your biggest catch of the year, Mister Farring. You really are a wonderful archer, sir," another guy gushed.
Saber looked at the man, frowning all of a sudden. "I almost ot, Hayden. | actually let the biggest catch ever go. He slipped
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