Miao Ying walked onto the terrace, and after receiving Zhou Wang's nod, she quickly started unpacking the package.
Miao Ying reached to her waist, and Zhou Wang didn't quite catch her movements. Her palm swept over the package, accompanied by a flash of cold light, and the sealed package was effortlessly opened.
"What is this?"
Zhou Wang was a bit surprised.
Seeing Zhou Wang's inquiry, Miao Ying again took out a small foldable knife from beneath her clothes and handed it to Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang received the foldable knife and looked at it, showing an expression of surprise. The foldable knife was only as long as a middle finger, yet it inexplicably gave Zhou Wang a sense of precision craftsmanship, and it was very stylishly designed. When he lightly unfolded the knife, even from a few centimeters away, he felt a stinging sensation on the surface of his skin.
"Boss, be careful. This knife is extremely sharp. I tried it; it can even cut through some metals..."
