This so-called Mechanized Wood Wings were merely two wooden sticks with two pieces of white cloth hanging from them, barely resembling the shadow of wings. If someone were to wear them, the fluttering white cloth would turn them into a huge laughing stock—heck, even a pair of chicken wings would do!
At this moment, Big Smoke felt like crying.
"What's the matter?"
A fierce light flashed in the Western Monk's eyes as he swept his gaze over everyone and spoke sternly, "Although these are just something I made casually, I did make them myself. By making fun of these Mechanized Wood Wings, you are slapping me in the face!"
"..."
The laughter stopped abruptly, and the room became deadly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"Senior, I really like this gift. They're just playing around with me, please don't take it to heart."
Big Smoke quickly tried to soothe the NPC's feelings and, to show his sincerity, he gritted his teeth and equipped the wooden sticks with the white cloth.