The two of them looked at the wooden kite fragments at the same time. A chill rose from the bottom of their feet.
Shen Yijia's face turned red from their gazes. "This is just a model. Besides, rocks can't pull the axle. Without the axle to drive the wooden wings, the wooden kite will naturally fall."
"At least it can fly, right?" She looked at Song Jingchen. "As long as we make two large ones, it can definitely fly us over."
Thirty Thousand and You Yi also turned to look at Song Jingchen and shook their heads.
"Young Master, please don't agree." they thought.
Song Jingchen pursed his lips and walked to the place where the wooden kite had fallen. He squatted down and observed carefully before realizing that the broken parts were all splices.
"We were in too much of a hurry on the way, so the interface wasn't completed." Shen Yijia leaned over and explained.
