Wang Teng had no idea that an offhand remark of his had made several young people nearby frown.
Olia clearly had no intention of letting Di Qi and Wang Teng off so easily. She stepped in front of them and asked, "older male cousin, who's this pot scrubber? Aren't you going to introduce him?"
"Olia, stop fooling around. Wang Teng is my guest," Di Qi said impatiently.
"Your guest?" The curiosity on Olia's face grew even stronger. "Your guest looks pretty young, but he talks like some old-timer."
Di Qi had seen Wang Teng fight a Universe Level powerhouse, so he instinctively regarded him as a formidable expert rather than a young man. That was why he had not found anything wrong with Wang Teng's earlier words.
But Olia and the other young people did not see it that way. Wang Teng looked about their age, yet he spoke with the tone of an elder, which annoyed them greatly.
"Heh." Rather than getting angry, Wang Teng found it amusing and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Clive frowned when he saw Wang Teng laugh.
Most of them were descendants of prominent families on the Great Qian Empire Star. They did not think much even of ordinary Universe Level experts.
They treated Di Qi respectfully for two reasons: first, because he was strong; second, because he too came from a major family, with a status far above theirs.
But Wang Teng was different. One look at his clothes told them he was not someone of noble status.
Attire mattered greatly in the universe. One could tell a person's status from the way they dressed.
Wang Teng had already put away his battle armor, and he was still wearing clothes from Earth Star. At a glance, he looked like someone from some