Master Duanmu wasn't afraid of anything except the crown prince's dark expression.
He couldn't stand still anymore and quickly walked toward the fighter jet.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Master Duanmu banged on the door.
The cabin door opened.
Master Duanmu shouted at Ji Ying, "Why isn't it flying?!"
Ji Ying looked like he was about to cry and was a little flustered. "Master, I can't make it fly."
Master Duanmu's expression was very ugly. "Why? Didn't you fly it last time? Just do what you did last time!"
Ji Ying looked even more bitter. "I've already followed the previous procedure, but it still won't take off… Master, is there something wrong with the inscription propeller?"
Master Duanmu dragged Ji Ying out and entered the cabin.
However, no matter how he fiddled with it, the fighter jet still showed no signs of activating.
It was as if this fighter jet was a big toy that was purely for show.
