"Yes." Pei Ji nodded.
He really hated the old scholar who spoke to him in a tone that said "you don't understand" and "making advanced mechas is not that simple."
"Are you mecha masters so particular about making mechas?"
"Does it take the right time, right location, right people, and favorable weather, plus three sticks of incense, to make a 3S mecha?"
Xingyao remained silent.
Of course, it wasn't that elaborate. Back then, he made Han Ying in a small, shabby workshop in Messiah that didn't even have any surveillance.
In fact, the production was not yet complete at that time, and there were still a few modules that he wanted to add.
But he couldn't wait to take it to Teacher Lan He, wanting to ask him to confirm whether this mecha was of 3S level.
And then nothing happened.
"Just do it, and I'll take care of the rest." Pei Ji said arrogantly.
Xingyao thought about it and shook her head.
“Have some conscience, Han Ying was given by the Queen to the then-first commander, Shen Que. He has always liked her and has never used anyone else since then.”
"Now you're taking advantage of someone's baby being ruined to secretly replace it. If he finds out, he'll be so upset."
"If he's upset, the Queen might get angry. If she gets angry, we'll all be doomed."
Xingyao shuddered.
The little boy rolled his eyes rudely.
He spoke again earnestly: “First of all, what does it have to do with us whether Shen Que is difficult or not?”
"Secondly, he was sad. Why was the Queen so angry?"
"The Queen has long since stopped favoring him. Otherwise, how could she marry him to such a remote place like Baisha Star, and marry that bastard Pei Ji?"
Xingyao looked at him in shock.
"Is this true?"
"Of course it's true." The little boy continued to cross his legs, his expression extremely confident, "Trust me! I have someone above me."
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