Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
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?"

In the face of Fade's accusation, Young Master Haymitch looked a little unhappy. He looked at Fade, but did not respond to him.

Edgar quickly explained, "Fade, this was all a misunderstanding. Young Master Haymitch was actually aiming at the pigeon on top of the wooden hut you were in, but the pigeon flew away suddenly. As a result he accidentally -"

Fade did not allow Edgar to continue explaining and interrupted him, "Let me ask you again, was it you who shot this arrow?"

Haymitch felt uncomfortable meeting his glare. He snorted and finally admitted, "I shot it, but so what?"

"Don't you know that someone was here? How dare you aim at someone?" Fade questioned angrily.

Haymitch could not help but frown upon hearing Fade's words, and the other rich youngsters around him also started to talk back against Fade.

"Kid, what's with your tone? How dare you talk to Young Master Haymitch like that?"

"With Young Master Haymitch's archery, what's the problem with him shooting here?"

"Who asked you to lie here? You're the one who brought this upon yourself."

Young Master Haymitch also snorted in response and asked haughtily, "So what if I shot it?"

Then, he turned around and waved his hand as a gesture to leave. After all, he was indeed a little guilty about this matter. If he had really shot Fade by accident, it would not be easy to solve the problem even if his father was involved.

Therefore, he had decided not to continue arguing with Fade and decided to leave while he could.

Upon seeing this, the group of rich youngsters followed behind him in a hurry.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Fade's expression was solemn as he shouted, "Haymitch Zhao, are you going to leave just like that?"

Haymitch was startled. He turned around and narrowed his eyes coldly at Fade while asking, "What are you trying to say?"

Fade replied, "I don't care if you're trying to hit a pigeon or whatever, but now you almost injured me. Don't you think you should do something?"

Haymitch furrowed his brows and asked indifferently, "What do you want? Money?"

With that, he gestured with a wave of his hand and his fellow follower fished for some cash to hand it over to him. Holding the few stacks of bank notes in his hand, he smirked in contempt and threw them at Fade in disgust, "Isn't it just money? I have plenty. Take them and scram!"

Fade waved his hand and sent the stacks of money flying. Then, he said, "You almost killed me. And now you're using money to brush me off? I want you to give me an apology, a sincere one!" "Excuse me? You want me to apologize?" Haymitch's expression suddenly darkened and he glared at Fade angrily.

The rich people around him also started to condemn Fade for his actions.

"Young boy, you're unharmed right? Don't try to take us for granted."

"Young Master Haymitch has already compensated you with money. What else do you want?"

"Mr. Chen, I advise you to kneel on the ground now and beg for forgiveness. Don't make Young Master Haymitch angry. Otherwise, you'll have to face the consequences."

Hearing these nonsensical remarks, Fade could not help sneering, "Haha! You almost killed someone yet you show no sign of remorse or guilt. Instead, you're asking me to apologize. Does this make any logical sense to you?"

"Logical sense?" Haymitch snapped back in disdain, "Kid, let me tell you, I'm Haymitch Zhao, and that itself gives me the right to act however I want."

"Furthermore, I didn't even harm you today. Even if I were to hurt you in the process, it would just be a matter of words and everything would be settled. What more are you looking for?" Haymitch looked at Fade in detest.

Fade's gaze was ablaze with fury and he growled in a low voice, "Just a matter of words, you say? The title of Young Master Haymitch sure is powerful. If that's the case, then I'll let the police handle the case according to the normal procedures. I really want to see if Deputy Minister Zhao has such authority."

As soon as he said this, Haymitch's expression froze. After all, if this matter was to be brought to the police, his father's reputation would definitely be affected, and he himself would be severely castigated by his father for sure.