Zhao Hanzhang offered the telescope to Zhao Ming in a flattering manner, "Uncle Ming, take a look."
Zhao Ming frowned at the object in her hand, which was made of wooden pairs of small mirrors. He was already puzzled when Zhao Hanzhang used it to look across the river.
At this moment, he reached out to take it, imitating Zhao Hanzhang's gesture, and looked across the river. The vague figure of Prince East Sea suddenly leaped into his line of sight. Zhao Ming quickly put down the telescope, looked down at the object in his hand, and picked it up again, unable to suppress his high spirits...
"Where did this come from?"
Zhao Hanzhang pointed at Fu Tinghan and smiled, "Ting Han had the people from the glass workshop figure it out. We were still working on it before we left."
Zhao Ming turned to speak with Fu Tinghan but heard the sound of hooves. He looked back and saw Gou Xi leading a group of soldiers approaching.
