"Internal damage? Mr. Han, are you kidding me? There's clearly nothing wrong with this gun; I've personally tested it a long time ago."
The young woman, who had just finished test-firing the gun, claimed there was something wrong with it, causing Wang Zhifan's expression to darken slightly.
Although he wasn't particularly knowledgeable about firearms due to his upbringing, he had personally tested the rare rifle after acquiring it and was certain there was no issue with it, confirming it operates smoothly.
"Heh... Mr. Huang, I assume you're not in the marksman profession, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have missed it."
Upon hearing Wang Zhifan's response, the young woman with phoenix eyes, still standing near the large window, let out a laugh tinged with a hint of disdain.
"Indeed, I'm not, but even though I'm not a marksman, I know there's nothing wrong with this gun. Mr. Han, are you trying to reduce the price right before the deal? Isn't that a bit unfair?"
