Rumble...
Buzz...
Xing Yang sat in the cockpit, trying to start the plane for the eighth time.
But all that came out of the exhaust pipe was a puff of black smoke. The engine turned a few times before stalling again.
His face was smeared with grease, and sweat drenched his head.
Meanwhile, Liu Di was staring at the engine compartment when his eyes lit up.
No wonder they couldn't find any electrical or mechanical issue. So this was the problem!
He immediately reached out and gave it a slight squeeze.
A section of copper pipe was flattened beneath his fingers, then restored to its original shape.
But the carbon buildup clogging the pipe shattered in an instant.
Rumble!
The plane started successfully!
"Hahaha!"
"I did it!"
Xing Yang laughed heartily from inside the cockpit.
Then the beautiful Hua Yue came over to Liu Di and said softly, "Liu Di, I just saw you repair the plane. You must be tired, right?"
As she spoke, the leather-clad woman, whose figure was breathtakingly curvaceous, rose onto her tiptoes and gently wiped Liu Di's forehead with a damp cloth—even though there was not a drop of sweat on it.
Meanwhile...
Xing Yang's entire face in the cockpit was practically plastered over with grease, yet his junior sister chose to ignore him!
The corner of his mouth twitched violently.
When Grandmaster had brought him and his junior sister here, he had actually been a little excited!
Because this had been a perfect opportunity to deepen his relationship with his junior sister!
He gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath, "Why did a man suddenly appear out of nowhere? Shouldn't everyone be dead?! Why does Junior Sister like him? Is it because I'm not smart enough, or because I'm ugly?"
At the same