A large estate in Taiping City.
As the local emperors of Taiping City, it was no exaggeration to say that the Zhao Family owned well over half of the city's businesses.
The old steward passed down Lu Yuan's requests, and the items were procured in the blink of an eye.
BANG.
A gunshot rang out.
The old steward stood in place, staring in astonishment at the Flintlock Gun in his hand.
The old steward had witnessed the power of this thing that night.
However, Lu Yuan had put it away right after using it, so the old steward hadn't gotten a close look.
Now, holding it and firing it himself, he couldn't help but marvel at its power.
This was even more powerful than the Three-eyed Firearms used by the government soldiers!
From fifty meters away, a single shot had pierced straight through a hanging pig carcass.
"Nephew-Master, this device of yours... it's truly incredible. Did you develop it yourself?"
The old steward marveled, examining the Flintlock Gun in his hand.
