It’s an engine - that was what Ye Chong identified at first glance. The circuit partially visible over the silvery main body, the seamless arc, the condensed structure, those were the charmer in Ye Chong’s eyes. He was not that well-versed in engine expertise, but it would not stop him from loving this particular engine. He was convinced, utterly convinced, of the liveliness running deep down in the thumping mechanical arteries on the entity, although it might be a mere glance he took.
"Shang, where is this from exactly?" Ye Chong was feeling peculiar. Anyone would have felt peculiar if one hefty thing suddenly popped out of nowhere, especially when this was not an engine for mechs, rather it was for spaceships.
"Oh my Ye…" Lian Yue seductively approached, "This? You like this? It’s my masterpiece, you like it? If you like it, I could g-i-v-e it to you. Only for you, as I am… well… hmm… for you." His eyes were lustrous with an alluring glow.
