The woods on the outskirts were quiet and serene, save for the rustle of a gentle breeze whispering through the leaves. Xia Huai'an and a small group of companions walked across the soft, fallen leaves into a sunlit clearing. The area was deserted save for a few sturdy old trees, their trunks bound with freshly whittled birch targets. The pale wood stood out sharply in the sunlight, exuding a faint, clean woody scent.
"Master, you should try it first!" Zha Zhongping rubbed his hands with eager anticipation, excitement flashing in his eyes. If he hadn't been completely clueless about handling firearms, he would have fought to go first. His fingers unconsciously traced the scabbard at his waist, clearly fascinated by this novel weapon.
Xia Huai'an took the musket, its heavy metallic feel prompting a slight nod. The rifle was pitch-black and glossy, with a long, straight barrel that gleamed coldly in the sunlight. The walnut stock was smoothly polished, its wood grain clearly visible. The trigger, bolt, and other components fitted together seamlessly, with every part radiating precision craftsmanship.
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