The Yue family has always been clear about their gratitude and resentment. Now that the court has abandoned them, there is no need for them to remain blindly loyal.

Luo Xi smiled and said, "Let's talk about it when he wakes up."

It's really too early to say now. Brain surgery is very difficult even in modern times, let alone for someone like Nan Wushang who's only half-baked.

However, she didn't need to say it aloud.

Even if Luo Xi didn't say anything, the old lady, who had lived most of her life, would surely understand. She simply smiled and accepted it calmly.

When she arrived at Rosie's mansion, she pretended to go into a room, and when she came out, she was carrying a stainless steel box.

If Nan Wushang was still somewhat skeptical before, after seeing this box, which he couldn't even tell what material it was made of, all his doubts vanished.

Without a word, Luo Xi walked over and handed it to Nan Wushang: "Take it, and remember what you said."

"Don't worry." Nan Wushang stared intently at the box, swallowed hard, and then took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hands before opening the box at Luo Xi's prompting.

Inside the small box, layer upon layer unfolded on its own as the lid was opened, revealing tools of all sizes and shapes.

These things were completely different from what he had ordered from the blacksmith. He didn't know what materials they were made of, but they all shone with a silvery light, and his face could even be reflected on the blade, brighter than a bronze mirror.

"Good stuff!" Nan Wushang stared at the items with fascination, picking up this one and that one, not even noticing when Luo Xi left.