Han Jing suddenly appeared in front of Han Siqu, reaching out to grab the blade from his hand, her fingers trembling slightly, her voice unsteady: "This is An'an's, it's hers, it's hers!"
That set of surgical knives was designed after she and An'an conducted research and then handed the blueprints to Yun Feng, and finally forged by Su Yu personally, unique. At the time Yun Feng handed them the surgical knives, he said that this set could be used as weapons.
After An'an began her cultivation, this set of surgical knives became her weapon, never leaving her side.
No matter how calm Han Jing usually was, she couldn't remain calm now. She suddenly looked at Han Siqu: "And then? Father, what did you find? An'an is alright, isn't she?"
An Chuxue was truly someone special to Han Jing.
The Han Jing of the previous life never had the chance to make any friends, and in this life, she was fortunate to meet many good friends.
But An Chuxue was different.
