The Great Ming Demon Pill: Your Majesty, please address me as the Crown Prince!

Zhu Di watched Zhu Zhanji being helped away, his face darkening for a moment. Then he took a deep breath, waved his hand, and his booming voice quelled the remaining snickers and whispers in the room: "A minor incident, nothing to affect the overall situation. The hunt continues!"

He glanced at the group of imperial grandsons before him, each with a different expression, and said in a deep voice, "Go into the woods! Let me see if your archery and horsemanship skills have improved!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The imperial grandsons and members of the royal family responded in unison, urging their mounts forward like arrows released from a bow, rushing towards the lush royal forest.

The sound of horses' hooves thundered, raising a cloud of dust.

Zhu Zhanjun also gently spurred his horse, and the docile imperial horse beneath him began to stride forward, merging into the galloping herd.

His small figure was quickly swallowed up by the tall trees and the galloping riders.

Zhu Di did not follow immediately. He reined in his horse and stopped at the edge of the woods, gazing intently in the direction where his grandsons had disappeared.

Meng Ji and a group of elite guards stood quietly by his side.

A moment later, Zhu Di shook the reins and spurred his horse slowly into the woods, stopping far behind the imperial grandsons' procession, giving them room to maneuver while allowing him to observe at his leisure.

Soon, the sound of bowstrings vibrating and shouts came from the forest.

Zhu Di's sharp gaze, like that of a hawk, swept over the figures galloping on horseback and drawing their bows to fire arrows.

Prince Zhu Zhanhe, the heir apparent of the Prince of Han, spurred his horse across a thicket of bushes. With his bow drawn full and his arrow flying like a shooting star, he swiftly pinned a startled pheasant to a tree trunk, drawing quiet cheers from the nearby guards.

Zhu Zhanqi, the second son of the Prince of Han, displayed superb horsemanship, nimbly weaving through the trees and chasing a deer. He fired three arrows in succession, one of which hit the deer's hind leg. Although it did not kill it immediately, it showed that he had solid skills in riding and archery.

Others, such as Zhu Zhanjun and Zhu Zhanyong, were also agile and accurate with their arrows, and they hunted many wild rabbits and deer.

For a moment, the sounds of arrows piercing the air, the cries of prey, the thud of horses' hooves, and the shouts of boys mingled together in the forest, creating a lively scene.

Zhu Di nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

These imperial grandsons were all quite skilled in horsemanship and archery, clearly having put in a lot of hard work and not deviating from the Zhu family's tradition of establishing themselves through martial prowess.

However, after looking around, a subtle sense of regret rose in his heart.

Although their skills were all excellent, they were all within the realm of the ordinary, and none of them could display a talent that was truly eye-catching or amazing.

Both Zhu Zhanhe's composure and Zhu Zhanqi's agility were within his expectations, but they lacked that sharpness and brilliance that could move even a veteran like him.

"They are all capable, but none are outstanding," Zhu Di thought to himself, just about to look away.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of a relatively open clearing in the woods to his side, where a small, dark red figure leaped into view in a completely different manner!

It's Zhu Zhanjun!

Six-year-old Zhu Zhanjun, dressed in dark red hunting attire, sat steadily on the back of a tall horse without any sense of incongruity, as if man and horse had long since become one.

What made Zhu Di's pupils shrink even more was the movement of Zhu Zhanjun's hands.

Unlike the other imperial grandsons who chased after conspicuous beasts, he suddenly looked up and fixed his gaze on the highest point!

Above the treetops, a hawk soared and circled, its figure appearing and disappearing among the branches and leaves at an extremely far distance, beyond the reach of ordinary bows and arrows.

Zhu Zhanjun made a move!

Without even deliberately slowing down, he suddenly twisted his body off the horse, reached out his arm, took out his bow, and nocked an arrow amidst the turbulent ride of the black horse!

The series of movements were so fast that they happened in the blink of an eye, and so fluid that it seemed as if they had been rehearsed a thousand times!

The large, jet-black bow, which seemed disproportionate to his size, was easily drawn with one arm. The bowstring instantly stretched to its full length, emitting a subtle yet unsettling creaking sound.

The bow is drawn like the autumn moon traversing the sky!

The arrow flew like a shooting star falling to the ground!

"Boom!!!"

A dull, thunderous sound, unlike any other from an ordinary bowstring, exploded out!

A jet-black arrow tore through the air, emitting a shrill and ear-piercing whistle, and shot straight into the sky at a terrifying speed that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye!

The eagle high in the sky seemed to sense a deadly danger and was about to flap its wings and fly away when the arrow arrived!

"puff!"

With a soft thud, the arrow pierced the eagle's neck with perfect accuracy!

The eagle fell like a kite with a broken string.

One arrow, and the eagle is dead!

The entire forest seemed to fall into absolute silence for a moment.

All the imperial grandsons, guards, and even Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Gaosui who witnessed this scene froze on the spot, forgetting to breathe and move, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Zhu Di suddenly straightened up from his horse and tightened his grip on the reins.

His eyes flashed with a sharp light as he stared intently at the small figure who was slowly drawing back the bow, his face calm as if he were just casually brushing away the dust. A huge wave of emotions surged in his heart!

What incredible power this is!

What incredible archery skills!

What incredible harmony between man and horse!

Could even his most elite archers shoot such an incredible arrow from the back of a galloping horse?

What's more, the one who did all this was a child who was only six years old!

Shock, elation, horror, disbelief... a multitude of emotions surged within Zhu Di's chest.

His grandson…beneath all those quirky, infuriating words and actions, lies such astonishing martial arts skill?!

Zhu Di was still reeling from the shock, his gaze still fixed on the agile figure in dark red.

After Zhu Zhanjun landed a successful blow, he did not stop. His steed moved with ease and skill, weaving freely through the forest.

He frequently drew his bow, and every arrow hit its mark. With each twang of the bowstring, a prey would fall to the ground.

Whether it's a swift wild deer, a nimble fox, or a pheasant hiding in the bushes, none can escape his sharp eyes and his deadly arrow.

In a short period of time, the prey hanging beside his saddle was quite considerable, far exceeding that of his peers, and even dwarfing the harvest of many older imperial grandsons.

The more Zhu Di looked at it, the more alarmed and delighted he became.

This grandson is not only a master archer, but his horsemanship, eyesight, and timing all demonstrate extraordinary talent beyond his years.

He seemed to see a reflection of his younger self, or even... a student surpassing his teacher.

The other imperial grandsons and guards around them were already intimidated by Zhu Zhanjun's performance. In between chasing their prey, they couldn't help but glance at the little "god of death," their amazement and admiration evident in their expressions.

Just as everyone was immersed in the dazzling hunting performance, a sudden change occurred!

"Aww!"

A deep, violent roar suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest. Immediately afterwards, a huge black boar with bristling mane smashed through several small trees like an out-of-control chariot and charged out of the bushes on the side!

Its eyes were bloodshot, its fangs were protruding, and white foam hung from the corners of its mouth, clearly indicating that it was in a state of extreme agitation.

Although the royal gardens regularly clear out and drive away large wild beasts, this wild boar somehow broke through the blockade and is now charging straight toward Zhu Zhanjun's location at a terrifying speed!

"Wild boar!"

"Protect His Highness!"

"Zhanjun, be careful!"

Exclamations erupted from all sides.

Upon seeing this, the faces of the imperial grandsons turned deathly pale.

Wild boars have tremendous charging power and thick hides, so even adult hunters need to be careful when dealing with them, let alone Zhu Zhanjun, who is only a six-year-old child!

Zhu Zhanhe, Zhu Zhanqi, and the others instinctively tried to spur their horses closer, but the wild boar charged too fiercely and was too close; it was too late.

Zhu Di, seeing this clearly from afar, felt a sudden tightness in his chest and almost stood up from his horse. He shouted sharply, "Guards! Quickly! Protect Zhanjun!"

Several elite guards reacted swiftly, immediately spurring their warhorses and charging towards Zhu Zhanjun like arrows released from a bow, attempting to separate or distract the wild boar before it collided with them.

However, Zhu Zhanjun remained unusually calm in the face of this sudden and deadly threat.

He didn't even look at the guards who were rushing over, a sharp glint flashing in his clear eyes, as if he had already locked onto this uninvited guest.

Just as the wild boar rumbled closer, its tusks gleaming coldly, and the guards had barely made it to the front, about to form a human wall, the situation became clear.

Zhu Zhanjun made a move!

Instead of trying to urge the horse to flee, he gently pulled on the reins.

In that split second, Zhu Zhanjun once again drew the large, black bow.

This time, his movements seemed faster and more stable than when he shot the eagle. His aura suddenly intensified, and his gaze, as cold as ice, was fixed on the wild boar's crazed, crimson left eye.

The bow is as taut as a full moon, the arrow as sharp as a cold star!

"Boom!"

Another deep, thunderous thud resounded from the bowstring!

The jet-black arrow tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, striking the target with unparalleled precision at a speed beyond human visual perception!

"Pfft!"

The sound of an arrow piercing flesh was dull yet clear.

The arrow struck the wild boar squarely in the left eye!

The immense kinetic energy propelled the arrow deep into his skull.

The charging wild boar let out a short, mournful cry. Its massive body seemed to have been struck by an invisible hammer, its forward momentum abruptly halted. It staggered forward a few steps due to inertia, then collapsed to the ground with a thud. Its limbs twitched a few times, and then it lay still.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

The scene was deathly silent.

Everyone froze, from the guards charging on horseback to the grandson of the emperor exclaiming in the distance, and even Zhu Di, whose pupils constricted on horseback.

Their gazes were fixed on the dead wild boar and the arrow still trembling in its eye socket, before slowly shifting to the small figure who was slowly drawing back the bow, his face calm as if he had only done something insignificant.

One strike, and he's dead!

When the wild boar charged wildly and the situation was critical, he did not panic and dodge. Instead, he calmly chose the most deadly and difficult angle to control, and shot an arrow through the eye, instantly killing the ferocious beast!

This courage, this composure, and this unparalleled archery skill displayed in the face of life and death completely shocked everyone present.

Zhu Di took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, the shock in his eyes gradually being replaced by an indescribable burning light.

He looked at Zhu Zhanjun as if he were examining a piece of uncut jade that was already dazzlingly beautiful.