This Is a Pounce?

Although she was cursing in her heart, Su Mingyu still nodded and agreed, "Alright, I believe that the Prince is a gentleman. Then, when will you take me to look for that organization?"

Seeing Su Mingyu agree with satisfaction, Gu Ruoyun calmly took a sip of tea: "What's the hurry? It's getting late, so we might as well go tomorrow. "

Su Mingyu pursed her lips, "Alright, I have nothing better to do. I've drawn a few more blueprints, take a look."

Receiving the blueprints and taking a look at them, Gu Ruoyun's face was gloomy and unclear: "These flint cannons seem to be very cumbersome?"

Su Mingyu nodded, "It's only a little, but its range is quite far, but if you install arsenic poison inside it, it can explode at a distance of about 200 steps and kill those people there."

Hearing that it was a bit surprising, Gu Ruoyun's interest was immediately piqued. She immediately started a discussion with Su Mingyu on the spot.