"This is what I took out from there." Hua Jin raised the small crossbow in her hand.
Then, under the gaze of grandpa and daddy, the crossbow disappeared in her hand and reappeared again.
After that, Hua Jin didn't say anything, giving her grandpa and daddy some time to digest what she had said.
Such a strange event was expected to take them a while to process, but surprisingly, in just a moment, the two accepted it well, taking the crossbow from her hand to examine it carefully.
Hua Jin: "..."
But considering that ancients were always superstitious, Hua Jin seemed to understand, wasn't this also her original intention?
Hua Chengtian, the old man, wasn't completely without knowledge. The Ancient Yan Country has only been peaceful in recent years; wars used to happen from time to time.
Wars need weapons. Although they hadn't seen them firsthand, it doesn't mean they hadn't heard about them. The village had veterans who had survived and returned from the battlefield.
