Feng Wu looked at Yue Ban, who scratched his head in embarrassment.
Things had turned around so abruptly that he didn't know how to face Feng Wu.
Master Wang's attitude toward Feng Wu had changed so fast because he had personally seen Feng Wu create the drawings, which demonstrated her capability.
He was genuinely impressed.
Feng Wu said, "Unfortunately, I don't know the second half of the fighter jet's inscriptions yet."
Master Wang said, "We already have the first half, and that's fast enough."
Yue Ban said, "I heard from Ji Ying that they've figured out 80% of the inscription propeller. It won't be long before they complete everything."
Master Wang smacked his forehead. "Let's go. We need to speed up."
He then dragged Feng Wu away.
"Master, we…" Dong Chen, who hadn't said much until now, suddenly spoke.
Master Wang said, "Come here! Yue Ban, fetch your senior brother and tell him to join us! Quickly!"
