Wang Teng was a little speechless.
Yue Qiqiao was undoubtedly the first person he had met who could speak so bluntly about finding someone powerful to rely on.
But thinking back to her previous personality, she did not seem to have been like this?
During the Genius Competition, she had practically hated him to the bone.
Of course, that was because Wang Teng had smashed her head. Otherwise, he would not have provoked this woman.
Wang Teng suddenly felt that women probably all needed a beating. Otherwise, how could they possibly become so obedient?
It actually seemed rather logical.
He could not help rubbing his chin and nodding to himself.
"What are you thinking about?" Yue Qiqiao suddenly found his expression somewhat strange. It seemed to carry a suggestive air, and one could tell at a glance that he was not thinking about anything good.
"Ahem." Wang Teng coughed dryly and waved his hand. "Nothing, nothing."
"How strange." Yue Qiqiao shot him a suspicious look, then seemed to recall something and asked, "Come to think of it, you seem quite familiar with the Candle Dragon Race?"
"When I was on the Great Qian Empire's Twenty-Ninth Defense Star, I once saw a member of the Candle Dragon Race whose body had been seized by a Darkness Breed," Wang Teng said.
"Right, I forgot that you're a Military Department martial warrior." Yue Qiqiao looked enlightened, then asked in surprise, "So you fought the Candle Dragon Race?"
"That Candle Dragon Race member was World Lord Level," Wang Teng said flatly.
"World Lord Level?!" Yue Qiqiao was shaken, immediately understanding what Wang Teng meant.
Since it had been World Lord Level, he definitely could not have fought it. He had probably only watched from the sidelines.
Wang Teng secretly laughed. This woman was so