Luo Qianqian returned home, immediately lifted her skirt and rushed into the kitchen, not caring about Elvis’s odd look in the slightest. In no time, she took out a large bag of things, handed it to Deng Ming, and looked at him with a mischievous smile: "I won’t give you anything from Grandpa Deng’s stash— the juice is already gone, only one jar secretly kept by my brother is left. Once opened, it needs to be finished quickly, or it’ll spoil. This is for you... hmm, this one is for longevity, for the chief."

"Is there nothing for me?" Deng Ming looked at the Small Jade Bottle in Luo Qianqian’s hand, suddenly very surprised, carefully tucked it into his chest.

"You’re still young; why would you need this stuff? Who knows when some accident... ahem, what I mean is this only blocks physical aging, can’t prevent accidents." Luo Qianqian nearly choked on her saliva, secretly stuck out her tongue, almost blurting out what was really on her mind.

"Hmm, how about I take you to try some shooting practice tomorrow?" Deng Ming accepted the items and seriously looked at Luo Qianqian.

"Sounds good; I’ve been dealing with cold weapons recently, modern ones would be a nice change." Luo Qianqian nodded repeatedly: "Can I bring my friends?"

"Playing is okay, but... wouldn’t your brother cry if he tagged along?" Deng Ming knowingly placed the items in the co-pilot seat and even fastened the seatbelt, raising his eyebrow: "Kids shouldn’t play this."

"I’m just taking him to see it; I have a few friends too..."

"Alright, got it. I’ll pick you all up tomorrow." Deng Ming knowingly glanced behind Luo Qianqian, nodding slightly as a greeting.

Luo Qianqian turned around puzzled, seeing a row of people standing at the door, her face instantly darkened: "Then I’ll trouble you, Uncle Deng."

"Hmm, I’m leaving now."

After seeing Deng Ming off, Luo Qianqian glared, lifting her skirt and stood in front of the row of people, angrily asking: "Did you really not leave any good food for me?"

There was nothing to eat in the kitchen; she entered partly to pack gifts, partly because she was hungry...

"Isn’t it on the table?" An Hao looked puzzled: "Who was that strange uncle just now?"

"I think I’ve seen him before," He Wenyu furrowed his brow curiously.

Elvis raised his eyebrow: "Are your eyes playing tricks? Can’t see all that food?"

Luo Qianqian’s face turned dark, entered the room in her high heels, kicked off one shoe with a look of grievance: "I can’t be a lady, I’m not tall enough, high heels compensate, but these aren’t within my control, my feet won’t obey!"

"There’s some truth to that." To everyone’s surprise, Yan helped Luo Qianqian take off the other high heel, seriously studying it: "It can help correct size differences during disguise."

... Are you blind? Can’t see the little holes it left in the floor?

"By the way, do you have contact with Mori?" Little Mori had already begun to focus on studying the firearms he liked before she left.

"Hmm, Mori has quite a few new models, but they can’t be mass-produced, they’re finely crafted stuff." Elvis nodded calmly, casually pulling up his pant leg, removing a small, exquisite firearm from his calf, handing it to Luo Qianqian: "This is something that little guy gave me."

Luo Qianqian toyed with it for a while, questioning Elvis: "Why bind such a small thing to your leg? It’d be better hung on you as a pretend keychain."

Elvis looked at Luo Qianqian in surprise; there was actually such a method?

He hadn’t thought of it, just felt that carrying it openly would be unfavorable if discovered.

Though, he possesses a gun permit.

Given to him by Tang Tianyi.

He certainly couldn’t mention this issue to Luo Qianqian now.

"Get Mori to send over some new stuff later; I need things for self-defense too." Just as she finished speaking, Luo Qianqian received eye-rolls from He Wenyu and her brother An Hao.

Other girls may need weapons for defense, but Luo Qianqian certainly doesn’t.

Because Luo Qianqian is surrounded by human weapons...

Early the next day, Luo Qianqian and her friends collectively followed Deng Ming for an outing under Luo Xinyue’s wistful gaze, but then again Luo Xinyue couldn’t make an appearance; after all, he had stayed there, revealing anything would only cause trouble for Luo Qianqian.

However, shortly after stepping off, Luo Qianqian felt someone’s gaze following her.

She turned back suspiciously, but no one was around, just a military-plated vehicle.

"Are there others playing here besides us today?" Luo Qianqian feigned indifference, asking. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Deng Ming was momentarily stunned, shook his head: "I don’t know, no one told me."

If something major were happening here, he wouldn’t have been allowed to come, but since no specific instructions were given, there seemed to be no issue.

Luo Qianqian nodded, offering a cold shoulder to the car behind, naturally pulling An Hao along and linking arms with He Wenyu, following Deng Ming.

"Mom, what do you want me out here for?" A voice of impatience emerged from the car Luo Qianqian had glanced at earlier: "I have experiments unfinished!" Behind the wheel was a young-looking man, dark bags under his eyes.

"Can those little mice give me grandkids?" Inside the vehicle, Lady Sun herself was watching Luo Qianqian leave through the window: "That young girl, hurry and approach."

The young man took a glance through the glass, catching only a glimpse of a departing view, growing impatient: "Mom, these past two years, you’ve made me meet every suitable girl you’ve known. Still not enough?" Only valuing their standing, hardly caring about their age or if they have children.

"I promise, this is the last time, and you’ll definitely be satisfied with this one!" Lady Sun knew well her son was displeased with her behavior.

But there aren’t many young, talented, and beautiful girls with such capabilities.

Now, Luo Qianqian using a dagger against her has proven capability, leaving no resentment. As long as it benefits her son, she hardly cares about what the girl has done.

"Last time?"

"Last time!"

After receiving Lady Sun’s assurance, the young man tidied up his appearance, then alighted and headed towards the military district, naturally joining Luo Qianqian and her companions.

"Want to practice first?" Deng Ming raised an eyebrow at Luo Qianqian; though he hadn’t informed her, the chief was going to watch the fun today.

Even if confident of winning, there’s still some anxiety, and it seems unfair not to let the other practice a bit.

Squinting, she aimed at the target, firing twice, capturing the fifth and seventh rings.

With a rough idea of the situation, she chuckled: "Shall we proceed like this? Otherwise, I worry you’ll lose quite disgracefully since he’s also a sharpshooter."