Xia Chujian blinked.
Was this a free contribution, or did they want her to... purchase them?
After thinking it over, Xia Chujian said, "Then I'll go see your Old Master."
She brought only two subordinates with her and followed them into the Zong Family Ancestral Home.
As soon as they entered, an Antique Mechanical Engine Car drove over and carried her and her two subordinates deeper into the mansion.
Fifteen minutes later, they stopped before a quaint old courtyard.
Xia Chujian followed the old man into the courtyard.
The Zong Family Grand Duke was dressed in understated, well-fitting casual clothes. He sat beneath a pomegranate tree in the courtyard, drinking tea on a stone stool.
The pomegranate tree was dotted with large, bright-red pomegranates, giving it a festive, flourishing air.
Seeing Xia Chujian enter, Master Zong set down his teacup and said kindly, "These are extraordinary times. Lieutenant Colonel Xia is overwhelmed with duties, so I won't waste words."
"All the firearms and weapons in the Zong Military Industries Warehouse are at Lieutenant Colonel Xia's disposal."
"There will be no procurement costs. This is merely the Zong family doing our small part for the country."
"I know things haven't been easy for you. The Military Department refuses to provide supplies, yet still expects you to hold out for twenty-four hours. That is profoundly unfair to you."
Xia Chujian nearly burst into tears upon hearing that.
But she quickly steadied herself, thinking, As expected, age brings wisdom!
Compared to Master Zong, none of the Zong family's descendants possessed his breadth of character!
Of course, Zong Ruoning might have inherited a little of Master Zong's style, but not much. After all, Zong Ruoning was not yet at the helm of the Zong family and could not call the shots for them.
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