If the Solar Dragon Race could find out that he took attribute bubbles from this body, he would write his name backward.
Zhulong Shuang started to believe him a little more when she saw his expression.
With a sweep of her hand, she kept the body. She heaved a sigh of relief.
She finally retrieved the body.
She would be able to answer to her clan now.
"Wang Teng, let me ask you one more time. Are you sure you don't want the friendship of the Solar Dragon Race?" Zhulong Shuang asked.
"No," Wang Teng replied without any hesitation.
"Very well, then I shall take my leave. I hope we won't be enemies," Zhulong Shuang looked at him intently. This was a difficult young man to handle.
"As long as you don't provoke me, we won't be enemies," Wang Teng replied calmly.
Zhulong Shuang squinted. She nodded and turned to walk out.