Damn it, he offended the wrong person!
"Do you think I'm a fat sheep?" Wang Teng sat in the main seat of the control room and asked with a smile.
"No, no, this is a misunderstanding!" The middle-aged man's mouth twitched. He stood up and said hurriedly.
He couldn't quite gauge the young man in front of him. Even though the other party was just a cosmos-stage martial warrior, the terrifying power displayed a moment ago made him feel like he was facing someone of the same realm, and it was a formidable physique martial warrior. Even if he was on guard, he might not be a match for the young man in front of him.
"I'm the one who decides if there's a misunderstanding," Wang Teng replied calmly.
"Young master, it is a misunderstanding. We just want to be friends with you. It's good to make friends when you're away from home. There's no harm in that," the middle-aged man said awkwardly.
