"Sis, look at this. I’ve specially improved it to be lighter and it looks nice too." Mori seemed oblivious to An Hao’s anger, casually opening a small box. Inside was an obvious firearm, even... embellished with pretty gems.

So this is just for decoration, huh? Or is it supposed to be a regular firearm?

An Hao clung to Luo Qianqian’s leg, looking at her pitifully, "Sis..." His big eyes blinked with endless resentment.

Luo Qianqian rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

Mori chuckled sneakily on the side. He had traveled a long way just to see Luo Qianqian, but clearly, this little guy was more entertaining than Luo Qianqian.

"Sis, and look at this. It appears to be a luxurious bracelet, but actually, it’s a magazine. Doesn’t it have great design sense?" Mori boasted.

Luo Qianqian remained silent for a long time before hesitantly looking at Mori, "Did you secretly learn design?"

Why else would you go overboard like this?

Mori’s face froze, then showed a helpless expression, "I’m just bored with nothing to do, you know?"

"Stop fooling around," said a man beside, rolling his eyes, "The material changes have increased the range significantly. The only problem is the expensive cost, so we can’t mass-produce it."

Mori looked bored, "What’s the use of telling Sis about the high cost? Sis isn’t lack of money, no matter how pricy, it’s not an issue, alright?"

"Alright, cut the chatter. How much do you need?"

"Sis, don’t mind him, the money in the account each month is enough for research. But Sis, I want to ask you for something." Mori grinned mischievously, looking at Luo Qianqian with eyes full of flattery, despite his eight or nine-year-old appearance showing a maturity beyond his age.

"What?" Luo Qianqian looked puzzled, what could possibly require a special request?

Mori grinned, pointed to the Silver Ring on Luo Qianqian’s hand, "I’ve been eyeing it for a while, can you give it to me for research?"

Luo Qianqian’s expression turned odd, "Honestly, if you can take it off, you can have it."

She couldn’t take it off herself, just staring at it helplessly. Moreover, whether Mori could bear its weight was also highly questionable.

As Luo Qianqian raised her wrist, Mori stepped forward with suspicion, while An Hao took a step back, not caring about the contact at all.

Because, unlike others, he knew that Luo Qianqian never dared to hold him due to this item. It’s impossible for this guy to take it off.

The size fits Luo Qianqian’s wrist perfectly, no matter how one pulls or tugs, it stays immovable, and even the dagger can’t leave a mark on it, let alone slicing off a piece for research.

"This material is very hard?"

And quite heavy.

Luo Qianqian nodded, sighed, "But I can get you some other materials to play with, hang on." Bending to pick up An Hao, she went upstairs to find Yan for some Spirit-locking Gold and came back down, "This you can play with, though it’s pretty rare too."

Mori excitedly researched the material in his hands. Right now, he was focused on finding durable, heat-resistant, yet lightweight materials.

An Hao looked gloomy, Sis had warned him not to cause trouble...

Not allowed to play with the boxes of toys downstairs either.

He was very unhappy.

Thanks to the silencer, Luo Qianqian tested the weapon’s power in the basement to everyone’s surprise; the little thing’s force exceeded their expectations, seemingly decent for an assassination?

Luo Qianqian, not stingy, with Mori’s consent, gifted the group suitable firearms, as for bullets, a consumable item, they had plenty.

As for He Wenyu? No matter how much she screamed, Luo Qianqian remained firm. After all, He Wenyu had nowhere to hide it, if discovered somewhere, it would be hard to handle.

And An Hao wouldn’t even think about it, he could only play with the ball...

He Wenyu was displeased, "Qianqian, I’m older than you, plus I’m not An Hao..."

An Hao pouted, "What did I do?"

"Kids, hush!" He Wenyu turned and glared.

An Hao silently zipped his mouth, Sister Xiao Yu’s glare was terrifying...

Luo Qianqian twisted her mouth, amused yet speechless, "I’ll give it to you when we get back, not now. This place has laws."

"Okay then," He Wenyu pondered then remembered that Luo Qianqian had secret storage spots while she didn’t, so it was reasonable not to give her one. If she got caught... it’d be a great loss.

"Mm," Luo Qianqian nodded affirmatively.

If strength isn’t enough, rely on equipment.

It’s impossible to let Nine Heavens Pavilion members have no means of self-defense.

While things got busy here, the Sun Family felt quite frustrated, unable to find her? Furthermore, neither the Shangqi Club nor the leaders would share Luo Qianqian’s contact details?

This was quite infuriating.

But soon they found Han Chen, used the excuse of delivering something, and obtained Luo Qianqian’s home address.

However, they faced a slight hitch, needing the resident to come out and fetch them to enter the community.

So when the guard called to inform, Luo Qianqian immediately gave them a cold look, saying she didn’t know them.

But before anything else could happen, Elvis grabbed the phone, saying he’d go.

And then hung up.

Luo Qianqian looked irritated and puzzled at Elvis.

Elvis sighed softly, "I’ve been quite bored lately."

"I’ve got nothing happening either," He Wenyu nodded in agreement.

While those four were immersed in TV dramas and computer games, staying quite busy.

An Hao was actively begging Mori to teach him how to shoot, also quite occupied.

"Go keep busy... I’m heading upstairs, yes, heading up for a shower," Luo Qianqian said calmly.

"Go ahead, go ahead," He Wenyu said eagerly, rubbing her hands in excitement, "How should we play later?" Her excited eyes fixed on Elvis, their eyes met wickedly, truly like-minded.

Luo Qianqian shook her head lightly, heading upstairs, she’d better go cultivate.

Elvis welcomed them inside, He Wenyu coolly poured two glasses of tap water, watching Lady Sun and Sun Yukun sit down naturally, unapologetically examining the decor.

"Where’s Qianqian?" Sun Yukun gave what he thought was a proper smile, but He Wenyu, having seen many handsome faces, was quite immune now.

Not phased by smile with intentions, even seductive smiles were a common sight.

"Qianqian? Bathing, perhaps?" Elvis stated calmly, sipping tea, then glanced at He Wenyu, "Go ask Yan, it’s his turn today, right?"

He Wenyu suppressed giggles, nodding repeatedly, "I’m on it."

Silently thinking, hopefully Luo Qianqian wouldn’t chop them up once she learned of their antics.