Dead silence. There was not a peep inside the battlecraft.
Sheng Luo's face was as dark as the clouds before a thunderstorm. Wang Teng's oppressiveness exceeded his expectations.
So did the spacecraft. If he was right, this must be a heaven-level or above spacecraft. It might even be a universe-level spacecraft.
But how was that possible!
Wang Teng was just a native martial warrior from this backward planet. Even if he became the baron of the Great Qian Empire, he wouldn't be able to afford a thing like that.
Besides, according to the information he received, there was no mention of a universe-level spacecraft!
He felt like killing this young man.
One mistake and the entire plan failed!
His informant told him that they had the ability to deal with this young brat. Yet, the result was different from his expectations.
