3412 Are You Making Fun of Me? (3)

Be it the appearance or color, or the details of every inscription, the two propellers were identical in every way.

Master Duanmu was dumbfounded!

He looked up and glared at Feng Wu!

Feng Wu smirked at him. "Master Duanmu, do you recognize what this is? If you don't, I can explain it to you.

"This is an inscription propeller taken from the first-generation fighter jet of the Dongsang Kingdom. The general, the crown prince, Mr. Xu, and even Elder Dongfang can prove it."

Master Duanmu's expression instantly turned ugly.

Feng Wu pointed at the inscription propeller in Master Duanmu's hand. "Everyone, you can compare the two. Let's see if the inscription propeller in Master Duanmu's hand is exactly the same as the one I took out!"

Hearing Feng Wu's words, everyone grew suspicious.

A moment ago, Master Duanmu said he had drawn the inscription propeller all by himself. Everyone had believed him, but now…