Knock, knock...
The sound of knocking echoed.
"Mr. Jack."
Chen Lun opened the great gate, and Connie stood outside, her face full of excitement, holding a mechanical glove and a blunderbuss in her hands.
"Mr. Jack, I think I have some ideas, but I'm not sure if they're feasible..."
"Come in and talk."
Chen Lun invited Connie into the house.
The two sat down in the living room, where Chen Lun made her a cup of tea, which made Connie somewhat embarrassed.
"Thank you, Mr. Jack."
"You're welcome."
Chen Lun glanced at the clock on the wall; it was 8:30 in the morning.
It seemed that Connie was very interested in Mad Hand and Raging Fire, full of enthusiasm, coming over early to share her accomplishments.
Fortunately, it was the weekend, so Connie didn't have to go to school; otherwise, she probably would have been preoccupied with this matter even there.
