3845: New Invention (1)

New Invention (1)

The prince's eyes lit up. He quickly walked up to Feng Wu and stared at the inky black mosquito in Feng Wu's hand.1

He looked at Feng Wu in excitement and reached out.

Feng Wu knew that the prince was her business partner these days, and she would have to depend on him if she wanted to meet the Patriarch.

At that thought, Feng Wu put the mosquito in the prince's hand.

The prince held the mosquito with both hands and examined it closely.

Huyan Yichen rolled his eyes at him. "What's there to see? It's just a toy."

The prince looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment as well. "Is this mosquito… used for detection? Can it fly?"

Feng Wu nodded. No one knew how she did it, but the little thing the size of a black bean slowly rose from the prince's hand like a real mosquito. It flapped its wings and flew in the air.

"That's true…" The prince stared at the mosquito and heaved a long sigh. He then turned to Feng Wu. "Did you say this is a detector? How is it going to do that?"

Feng Wu suddenly smiled and asked Huyan Yichen, "Do you want to know what your grandfather is doing?"

Huyan Yichen said, "Isn't my grandpa sleeping in his room?"

Feng Wu smiled. She then took out a white jade from her chest pocket and drew an inscription on it. The next moment, the mosquito flapped its wings and slowly flew toward old Huyan's room.

It wasn't moving very fast and looked like a real mosquito.

Soon, the mosquito stopped outside the room.

Because the door was closed.

Huyan Yichen laughed. "Look, your mosquito is so stupid. It flew around the door and was dumbfounded. After all the effort you've put in, what good can it do? It's useless…"

However, Huyan Yichen was soon proven wrong.

When the mosquito found a corner where it couldn't see clearly, it stuck its head forward and made a small hole.

The rice-sized mosquito then flapped its wings and flew into old Huyan's room.

Huyan Yichen's mouth fell open, and he stared at Feng Wu.

"Is… is that even possible?!"

Feng Wu nodded. "Why not?"

"But, but… It's a fake mosquito…" How could it be so smart? It could poke holes with its antennae and choose a blind spot in the corner? That was incredible!

Feng Wu smiled. "It's only like this because it's a fake mosquito."

Meanwhile, the fake mosquito was hovering over old Huyan's head.

Old Huyan wasn't asleep. He was sitting at his desk with a pen in his hand. He was writing something, and there were piles of paper scattered all over the floor.

Feng Wu glanced at Huyan Yichen and commented, "Your grandfather's handwriting really isn't that good."

"Huh?" Huyan Yichen looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment. "My grandpa's handwriting… Wait, how do you know how good my grandpa's handwriting is? You've never seen it before."

The next moment, Feng Wu unfolded the white jade.

There was a clear image on the white jade.

In the image, Old Man Huyan was sitting at his desk, holding a pen in one hand and scratching his ear with the other. He looked like a hopeless student.

Huyan Yichen cried out.

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