C1370 A Sinister Aura

"Buzz!"

A faint humming noise suddenly filled his ears.

Ye Feng, who was reviewing upgraded design schematics in Sima Yi's lab, cracked a slight smile as a small device materialized in his hand. With a gentle press, a message silently whisked away.

"Cousin Zhan, take a look at this leg design—I've added a little something..."

Sima Yi called out cheerfully.

"Uncle Sima Yi