His Stunning Doctor Wife novel Chapter 522

The sharp arrow slashed through the air and flew towards the rest area like a flash of lightning.

The rich youngsters around him exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Young Master Haymitch's moves have changed so quickly, and his reaction is so swift."

"This is a moving target. If the arrow hits the target, it'll be amazing."

"Even if he were to miss the target, Young Master Haymitch's archery skills are still undeniably good. No one would dare to doubt his skills."

Just as everyone was busy flattering him, Edgar suddenly noticed something wrong with the direction in which the arrow flew out.

The initial position where the pigeon stopped was indeed not close to Fade's. Under normal circumstances, even if Haymitch were to miss his shot, he would still miss Fade by some distance. But now that the pigeon flew downward, Haymitch had changed the

direction of his shot at the very last second.

Along with the wind direction, the arrow was getting closer to Fade's resting spot. Moreover, judging from the position, it was very likely that it would hit him any minute now.

Edgar was already very anxious and couldn't help but gasp, "Oh no, the direction of the arrow has changed. It's going to hit him!"

Seeing this, everyone's expression changed, and they were all at a loss for words for a moment. Even Haymitch's face darkened and he frowned.

However, Fade did not notice the approaching danger at all. He was still lying on the chair without a worry in the world as he enjoyed the food and drinks.

Edgar was now really worried and shouted in a hurry, "Fade, run! There's danger heading your way!"

Hearing the cry, Fade got up slightly to see what was wrong. He was greeted with a sharp arrow hurtling his way.

If he did not do anything, it seemed that the arrow was going to pierce through his chest.

Fade frowned and quickly shifted his body. He grabbed the metal fruit plate next to him and threw it directly at the sharp arrow.

With a loud bang, the metal fruit plate collided with the sharp arrow.

On impact, the arrow was thrown off its course and instead hit a chair right beside Fade, knocking down the fruit plates and drinks to the ground.

As for the fruit plate that managed to shield the arrow's blow, it was already deformed beyond recognition and fell to the ground with a loud clatter.

Upon witnessing the close call, Edgar's heart was thumping so loudly that it almost jumped out of his chest. He heaved a sigh of relief and quickly ran over to Fade's side, asking urgently, "Are you okay?"

Fade did not respond to him directly. Instead, he stood up from the armchair and glanced at the crowd coldly. Then he said in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Edgar was at a loss for words. He had no idea how to explain it to him.

At this moment, Haymitch and the group had walked over. They glanced at Fade but none of them looked remorseful for what had just happened. Instead, they began to talk about Haymitch's shot.

"Look, this fruit plate was almost pierced through cleanly. The force of Young Master Haymitch's shot is the real deal!"

"It's a pity. If the pigeon hadn't suddenly flown away, Young Master Haymitch's shot would've definitely hit the target."

"Look in this direction, it's not far from the pigeon anyways. Young Master Haymitch's archery skills are really amazing!"

Hearing this, Young Master Haymitch too showed an expression of arrogance. He smiled and nodded slightly as though acknowledging all the praises.

At this time, Fade's expression was cold and indifferent. He looked at Haymitch and said sternly, "Was it you who shot the arrow just now?"