"Yes, with the sharpshooter, we no longer worry about being sneak attacked, but who is this sharpshooter?" The elder was full of doubts.

"Huh? This is... this is my daughter's arrow. Could it be my daughter?"

The patriarch suddenly looked happy, but soon he felt something was wrong again.

"My daughter's bow technique will definitely not reach this level, there must be someone else."

"There are not many people in the clan who dare to borrow Princess Anna's arrows. Who would it be?" The elder was puzzled.

"It's Carl, only your son Carl, who dares to borrow bows and arrows from Anna." The patriarch said quietly.

"Carl?..."

The elder was stunned when he heard this, and then his expression gradually became happy. "Karl's bow technique is the best among the juniors. Judging from the borrowing of bows and arrows, it may indeed be him."

"It must be him. His only archery technique in the clan is progressing so fast that he even hopes to become a sharpshooter in the future."

The patriarch took a deep breath and said, "Let's go and see him. This kid is even better than I thought."

"Okay, hahaha!"
Chapter completed!