Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 203: Can’t Escape

The others laughed at her words, and soone advised, "Girl, whatever you want to do, just tell us, and we’ll help you make it. Don’t let the hamr smash your foot."

As soon as that person finished speaking, there was a sudden intake of breath around them.

Shen Qinglan picked up the hamr without reddening or panting, and even tried swinging it a few tis.

For a mont, the sound of iron forging stopped, and everyone stared at her in disbelief.

This hamr must weigh dozens of pounds, right? Even these burly n find it heavy to lift, yet she wields it like it’s a re stick.

Shen Qinglan took out the blueprint for a closer look, seeing an array of scattered items drawn on it that the others couldn’t make sense of.

She put away the blueprint and began her busy work.

Soone pulled the Shopkeeper aside and whispered, "Shopkeeper, where did this girl co from? Her strength is extraordinary!"

Even the Shopkeeper himself was astonished.

This was the first ti he had seen a girl with such strength, and he didn’t know where the Young Master found her.

"Pulling himself together, the Shopkeeper coughed lightly and said sternly, "Focus on your work and don’t ask too many questions."

Despite his words, he couldn’t resist glancing in Shen Qinglan’s direction.

Her movents were precise and graceful, as impressive as the veteran craftsn in the forge.

After half a day’s work, she crafted a pile of small parts, but no one knew what she was making.

Warned by the Shopkeeper, the others dared not approach to inquire.

Ti quietly passed, and three days went by in a blink; during this period, Duan Yunfei visited here day and night, bringing Shen Qinglan during the day and taking her back at night.

It wasn’t until half a month later that Shen Qinglan finally finished everything.

She assembled all the parts and sighed softly.

Even though she had strived for perfection, the conditions were still limited, and the handgun she made was sowhat heavy, inferior to modern ones.

Luckily, this weight was nothing to her.

But she wondered about its accuracy.

In the carriage, Duan Yunfei asked curiously, "Is this the finished product after so much busy work?"

"Yes." Shen Qinglan replied softly while rotating the handgun in her hand.

"What is this?" He asked.

"A handgun."

"Handgun?" Duan Yunfei shook his head, "Never heard of it, what is it for?"

Shen Qinglan looked up at him, and after a while, she said somberly, "To kill."

Duan Yunfei suddenly understood, "Could it be a type of hidden weapon?"

"You could say that." Shen Qinglan sighed lightly and said, "I’m just not sure how lethal it is."

Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow, "Considering the timing, the next batch of assassins from the Heavenly Killer Sect should arrive soon, why not test it on them?"

"So ruthless." Shen Qinglan said casually.

Duan Yunfei replied, "In terms of ruthlessness, none of them fall short compared to ."

Which assassin isn’t ruthless?

Shen Qinglan rembered her past self and was montarily dazed.

Since arriving in this world, her heart seed to have softened quite a bit.

Perhaps it’s because, in this life, soone resides in her heart?

"What are you thinking about?"

As usual, the warm male voice reached her ears, interrupting her drifting thoughts.

"Nothing!" She shook her head slightly, lifted the curtain, and the carriage just entered the bustling market district.

She thought that upon coming here, she could live a peaceful life like ordinary people, but little did she expect to be unable to escape a bloody fate in the end.

Shen Qinglan sighed wistfully, indeed, fate wouldn’t allow her to live too leisurely.