Nolan Rong walked out of the door and went straight to the lobby. He frowned all the way, as if he was thinking about something. Others didn't know what he was thinking about, so they didn't disturb him.
The accompanying servant stumbled over with a strange iron object in his hand, and Nolan Rong's attention was immediately attracted by the bizarre-looking magical weapon.
"This is the useless weapon made by Zhou Sheng. Please take a look at it, sir."
Nolan Rong took the crossbow and his pupils suddenly shrank.
It really is a magic weapon!
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