Wing Blade's Three Forms

Heavenly King Miaoyin froze.

Blue Demon frowned too.

Both women felt that each man had a point.

Zhu Ban was looking at the project as a whole. There was only one energy source, and changing Wing Blade's form consumed a huge amount of energy. Once that source ran dry, every subsequent project would grind to a halt.

Ding Dong, on the other hand, was focused on the breakthrough itself.

Wasn't everything you were doing right now in pursuit of a breakthrough?

The breakthrough was what mattered!

"Dong, want to find somewhere to sit?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

Ding Dong tossed out a parting shot: "You old stick-in-the-mud, I'm going to sit with my brother first. I'll be back in a bit, and we're settling this argument once and for all!"

The two of them left.

Zhu Ban's face twisted with frustration. "That bastard. If he didn't actually have some fresh ideas, I'd fire him on the spot—or my name isn't Zhu!"

The reception room in the office area.

As soon as the door closed, Ding Dong grabbed Lin Xiaosu. "Brother, I never expected you to show up here."

"I didn't expect to run into you here either," Lin Xiaosu said. "Did you come specifically to put your talents to work?"

"Sure, I love putting my talents to work. But I'm not so keen on how secretive they are, especially that Zhu guy. I really... Forget it. Hey, brother, where exactly are we?"

"You don't know?"

"How would I know? That white-haired woman shoved me into a flying car. It was sealed up tight, and no matter how much I asked, she wouldn't tell me a thing. Then I got out and found myself here. If she hadn't mentioned Qianlong, I'd honestly have thought these people were criminals." Ding Dong grew agitated.