Hoho!

Bowen smirked coldly at Tyson's words, his eyes glinting with hatred. "Oh, I'll die before I hand over the ownership of the bow to money-hungry bastards like you."

His tone was firm, not leaving any room for retaliation.

Tyson's expression shifted at Bowen's words, his eyes glinting murderously. "Being stubborn, are we? I'll see just how long that can last."

As he spoke, Tyson waved a hand.

One of the riders strode forward, gripping a leather whip tightly as he walked toward Bowen.

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