It wasn't just Wen Ying who was dumbfounded; Mr. Zhang, too, was left speechless by the scene for a long while.
He was well aware of the power these weapons contained. After all, his son had burned a great many of them for him, and it was with these very weapons that he had achieved all he had today.
But this vacant-looking little boy before him... he actually...
'He's no ordinary person, that's for sure!'
'Oh, wait—no ordinary *soul*!'
Wen Ying looked at the little boy and used her Skill.
The little boy seemed to sense something. He glanced at Wen Ying and said, "These are for eating. I'll take them."
He took the snacks, paying no mind to Wen Ying's probing.
"You like these?"
Wen Ying pointed to the bag of potato chips the little boy had torn open. The boy nodded.
A bottle of cola then materialized in front of him.
"This goes with what you're eating. It makes it even tastier!"
Without hesitation, the little boy opened the cola and took a big swig.
