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On the spacecraft, Wang Teng was surrounded by a group of grandmasters.

"Grandmaster Wang Teng, come, come, sit here. You must be exhausted after the journey. Hurry and sit down to rest for a while."

"Grandmaster Wang Teng, what would you like to drink? We brought quite a few fine wines and beverages. You'll definitely like them."

"Grandmaster Wang Teng, you must be hungry, right? Would you like something to eat first? Let me tell you, the Sub-Profession Alliance Headquarters has every kind of delicacy imaginable. There are several Spirit Food Streets specially established by Spirit Chefs. They're extremely lively, with all kinds of food that will surely be an eye-opener. Would you like to take a look?"

The moment he entered the spacecraft, the grandmasters warmly greeted Wang Teng, fussing over him as though they were afraid he might go hungry or become tired.

"..."

Luo Tang, Xie Jia, and the other young grandmasters from the Great Qian Empire were somewhat speechless.

These old grandmasters were practically worshipping Grandmaster Wang Teng like an ancestor.

Was that really necessary?

Perhaps Grandmaster Wang Teng truly was a genius, but they were all Great Grandmaster Level figures. Who among them lacked talent? There was no need to lower themselves so much just to flatter him.

Without a doubt, in the eyes of these young grandmasters, Grandmaster Hua Yuan and the others were currying favor with Wang Teng.

However, they did not know the relationship between Grandmaster Hua Yuan's group and Wang Teng.

Wang Teng did not know whether to laugh or cry. These grandmasters were making far too much fuss. He was not such a delicate person. Were they treating him like a three-year-old child?

"Grandmaster Wang Teng..."

"Cough, cough, everyone!" Wang Teng shuddered when he saw the eager looks on