He Teng looked at his wife's beaming face and asked, "Do you want to watch?"
He Zhilan's eyes sparkled and she nodded fervently, "Yes, of course!"
With a slight smirk playing on his lips, the cunning Chen Ya'nan quickly pulled He Zhilan forward and pushed her next to He Teng. "Auntie He, Uncle He is super fast. We need to get closer to see clearly!"
"Let's start, then!" He Teng glanced at He Zhilan standing next to him, shut his eyes, reached out, and touched the gun on the table. From that moment, his hand seemed to have its own vision. His swift movements were almost impossible to track, and within no time, he had disassembled a complete gun. Without any pause, he picked up the parts he'd casually thrown on the table and, under everyone's watchful eyes, quickly reassembled the gun.
"Done." He put the gun down on the table and spoke two words, then looked at Kang Xing, asking with his eyes how much time he had taken.
