The spinning whiteboard missed hitting the enemy.

With a clatter, it hit the wall, then clanged and clunked as it fell to the ground.

Although the whiteboard didn't harm the enemy, it bought Chongzong some time to get closer to the enemy.

The enemy's movements were greatly affected as they dodged the whiteboard.

As Chongzong closed in, he realized the enemy was different from what he had imagined.

The enemy was a middle-aged man, muscular, with dark skin. Chongzong had expected a nimble skinny person.

Now in striking distance, Chongzong lunged forward, leaping off the ground, and aimed a flying kick at the enemy's back.

Perhaps sensing the shadow on the ground or hearing the noise, the enemy evaded Chongzong's kick by sidestepping, but in doing so, paused.

Finally, Chongzong managed to block the enemy.

The enemy, with long hair in braids and deep penetrating eyes, seemed to Chongzong to be Tibetan.

To have a Tibetan working under Bai Yaxin, he must be quite something, thought Chongzong in amazement.

Then, Chongzong noticed the man hanging a bow on his back, extending his arms with legs apart in a wrestling stance.

Chongzong remembered that Tibetans were skilled at wrestling and felt the odds against his slender frame defeating the man were slim.

Wrestlers were tough and mighty, and once they got hold of you, Chongzong's small frame wouldn't stand a chance.

Moreover, the opponent had a short bow if the distance was increased.

A formidable adversary indeed.

Realizing his flawed thinking, Chongzong focused on the priority – escaping with Van.

The enemy was not the issue at hand.

Remaining vigilant, Chongzong looked for Van's trail.

Then, despair engulfed him.

He spotted Van effortlessly - a large man standing with robust arms, carrying a young woman, Van, who seemed unconscious.

The man was the same Atlas Brown Bear that Chongzong thought he had dealt with.

What could be more despairing than this sight?

The target document was with Van, now in the bear's clutches.

Chongzong wasn't sure if he could escape the Tibetan archer.

They had been spotted, and more enemies would converge with time.

Was there any way out of this situation?

Helplessly scanning the area, Chongzong found no solution.

Just then, a voice crackled through the radio, "This is Eel Three, initiating suppression on the enemy archers. Eel One, move quickly to rescue Eel Two for evacuation." (Sugisaki Yui)

"Repeat, this is Eel No. 3, initiating suppression on enemy archers. Eel No. 1, please rescue Eel No. 2 and evacuate promptly." (Uesugi Yui)

- Yui sister?

- Can she shoot arrows at people?

Before Chongzong could consider the question, his body reacted instinctively, creating distance between him and the Tibetan tribesmen.

After the voice of Uesugi Yui echoed, an arrow sliced through the early morning air, landing sharply near the Tibetan tribesmen, firmly declaring Uesugi Yui's resolute determination, piercing the ground deeply.

This single arrow gave Chongzong the courage to counterattack.