Upon these words, Xie Wenyuan's face turned as black as ink.
"Father," Xie Qingfeng suddenly spoke up.
Xie Wenyuan looked over and saw his son, Xie Qingfeng, slowly say, "The Divine Force Crossbow was originally crafted by the Firewood Iron Shop for the Imperial Court. It doesn't belong to the Firewood Iron Shop. If the Imperial Court demands it, it is only right and proper. I agree with this decision."
"Heh heh... Worthy of being Thirteen Young Master," Qi Wanshan chuckled, then turned back to Xie Wenyuan and said indifferently, "Your son sees things more clearly than you do. You're fortunate; having such a good son can bring prosperity to your family for three generations."
Xie Wenyuan took a deep breath, as if holding something back. Finally, he said slowly, "Lord Qi is right; let's do it this way. However, I hope that after the Imperial Court suppresses the demons and quells the rebels, they will fully support the Firewood Iron Shop in uniting all trades."
