Regarding technical issues, the General Sect Leader is clueless and has no say, and can only trust to delegate professional matters to Qibatu and other pros, showing full confidence in them.
Turning his head, he also noticed Mark next to him, holding a drill and screwing bolts into the wing, clutching a design blueprint, studying it from time to time, deep in thought, and he walked over to pat his shoulder.
"Who is it, don't bother me. I'm studying art," Mark replied impatiently without turning his head.
"It's me." Allen Zhang was speechless. This serious, huh?
But after all that effort, it seemed the wings weren't even assembled properly.
