Hearing the drum, Zhao Lie channeled the plots of the historical dramas he had watched in his past life and wanted to strike a gavel to build some momentum.
However, there was no gavel on the desk. In his urgency, he pulled the "iron lump" from inside his robe and slammed it onto the desk with a sharp *thwack*.
The effect was no less impressive than a real gavel, and Zhao Lie felt quite satisfied with it!
Chapter 64