Feng Yuan stood in place, looking at Qi Chen with some confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"Wait a moment, I'll go with you later."
Qi Chen was still not very reassured about Feng Yuan. After all, those fireworks were modified from bombs. If Feng Yuan messed around and blew something up, it would be troublesome.
"No need, I can handle it by myself~"
"I didn't say you couldn't handle it, I'm worried you'll cause some chaos again."
Qi Chen glanced at Feng Yuan and said. He really didn't trust Feng Yuan, especially this childish version of him. If he started causing trouble, Qi Chen felt a headache coming on.
"Tch, am I really that unreliable?"
Feng Yuan, dissatisfied, sat on the sofa watching the two cleaning up. After a while, Qi Chen clapped his hands and said,
"Let's go, work on your fireworks."
"Fireworks? I've bought quite a lot of high-end fireworks~"
