"I am no fragile flower, Prince. There is no need for your sarcasm. If you want to cooperate, let’s talk business. If not, I won’t force it; I’m sure the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince would be quite interested, and their offer would likely exceed yours." Wen Jiu flicked the unfolded drawing in her hand.
Xiao Jue’s eyes lit up as he saw the prototype. It was a crossbow—small, compact, and appearing remarkably lightweight. Its frame was half the size of the ones currently in use; the only question was its power. "You are really helping me stand against your own fiancé, aren't you?"
"What do you think? This is just a prototype. You can wait and see for yourself; I’ll let you test it soon enough."
Chapter 35