Hm?
Jiang Jingcheng noticed Jiang Xiaobai's gaze and turned to look.
At the courtyard gate, Zhang Xinnian was leading Liu Guan toward them at a brisk pace.
"Greetings, Marquis!"
"Greetings, Heir Apparent!"
Upon seeing Jiang Jingcheng, Liu Guan hurriedly bowed respectfully, then bowed to Jiang Xiaobai as well.
"Marquis, Heir Apparent!"
Zhang Xinnian also cupped his hands respectfully.
Jiang Jingcheng nodded, then his gaze settled on Liu Guan, and his brows rose slightly.
He remembered that a few days ago, Jiang Xiaobai had asked him to find a skilled craftsman, saying he wanted a small object made for self-defense.
Could the thing his son was waiting for be the little trinket Liu Guan had made?
While Jiang Jingcheng was still puzzling over this, Jiang Xiaobai had already hurried forward.
"Elder Liu, you've finished it?!"
As he spoke, Jiang Xiaobai noticed something.
Liu Guan's hands were clearly bandaged, with faint black scorch marks showing along the edges of the cloth.
There were even traces of burns.
It seemed Liu Guan had been injured by the gunpowder.
Liu Guan paid it no mind, merely nodding respectfully. "Heir Apparent, this old man has managed to make them according to your drawings."
As he spoke, Liu Guan carefully took a handkerchief from inside his robes.
He unfolded it, revealing twenty silver bullets arranged in neat rows.
Each was exquisitely crafted.
They were almost identical in size.
Under the moonlight, they even gleamed faintly with a cold light.
Jiang Xiaobai's eyes instantly lit up.
It worked!
It really worked!
Jiang Xiaobai immediately picked one up and examined it closely, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
He had to admit, Liu Guan's craftsmanship was impeccable.
Even without modern manufacturing techniques, he had still managed to make these things look the part.
"Elder Liu, thank