Holding the gift box, Zheng Qing naturally wondered what gift was inside.
Due to the previous two gifts, his first reaction was that the box contained a charm gun.
"Is there such a lightweight charm gun?" The young state-sponsored student weighted the box in his hands, raising his eyebrows out of curiosity, subconsciously voicing his guess.
"A charm gun?" Elena was perplexed by the wizard's reaction, asking curiously, "Why a charm gun? Do you want a charm gun as a gift?"
Zheng Qing suddenly realized - the witch in front of him, like himself, had participated in the freshman race and she did not know about his slingshot, so she probably wouldn't have prepared a corresponding gift.
At the same time, he felt a bit embarrassed by his misunderstanding.
"I, I was just guessing." He stammered an explanation, his face slowly flushing, "Previously, I received several charm guns…I thought, I thought…"
