Yang Fan frowned slightly.
He seemed to have realized something.
The next moment, he stood straight up, swung the Spiked Club, and smashed it toward the dining table beside him.
Whoosh!
Just before it struck the table, the Spiked Club suddenly softened, curling around the table like a supple rope.
Once it had completely cleared the table, it instantly returned to its original straight shape.
Yang Fan's face twitched.
"Yang Yi, find out exactly what this thing is."
"Yes, Master."
Yang Yi's voice soon rang out in Yang Fan's mind.
"This is a product of the Jiahe Toy Company, named the 'Magic Spiked Club.'"
"It contains the latest Intelligent Chip."
"Although it resembles a spiked club, whenever it detects a potential injury to a person or imminent damage to a valuable building or object, it automatically changes shape to avoid contact."
"It has not yet been officially released and is currently an internal test product."
"The Jiahe Toy Company?"
Yang Fan took a deep breath.
"Isn't that the toy company Lu Wan gave Chengrou?"
He looked at the Spiked Club in his hand and fell silent for a few seconds.
"It's over. Those two little rascals seem to have corrupted my eldest son, the one who never gave me any trouble."
Even so, Yang Fan refused to believe it.
He picked up the Spiked Club again and swung it at a nearby vase, bonsai, and door.
Just as it was about to make contact, the Spiked Club automatically softened again.
Even when Yang Fan deliberately put more force into his swing, making the air whistle, the thing actually sensed the danger ahead of time and went limp.
It gave him no chance whatsoever to land a real hit.
Yang Fan was utterly speechless. What kind of spiked club was this?