Fortunately, she had moved out a batch of inscription bombs, making some extra space.
However, Feng Wu felt a little sorry.
After fitting the hundreds of inscription propellers inside, the storage bag that Jun Linyuan had given her was full.
It was so full that not even a straw could fit inside.
Feng Wu didn't stay any longer.
Because it was dangerous to stay any longer, she walked straight out.
The old man at the door greeted Feng Wu respectfully when he saw her. "Master Duri, are you leaving?"
Feng Wu nodded and left without looking back.
Duri was always so arrogant, so the little old man didn't pay much attention and dozed off again.
Where was Feng Wu going next?
She had one last place to go, and that was where the fighter jets were parked.
Feng Wu had heard that there were already 200 fighter jets there, so she had to take care of the fighter jets first. Otherwise…
