2089 Don’t Taint My Nobility With Your Filthy Thoughts (4)
“Yes, we want to join the Constellation Society. So, are you willing to accept us?” Tong En smiled and nodded, saying.

“Why?” Wang Teng frowned.

“Why? There’s no need for so many whys. We think it’s fun so we want to join,” Tong En said nonchalantly. “Or is it you look down on our combat strength?”

“That’s not the case. Seniors, you have decent strength. I think you can probably withstand five punches from me,” Wang Teng mused, stroking his chin.

Tong En and the others were speechless.

He thinks they could probably withstand five punches from him!

Thank you for your acknowledgment!

Tong En and the others didn’t know if they were being overestimated or belittled.

After all, they were all heaven-stage martial warriors but in Wang Teng’s eyes, they could only withstand five punches.

Hearing such an evaluation, they felt like crying.

“If you want to join the Constellation Society, you must follow the club’s rules,” Wang Teng continued, ignoring their thoughts. “Having fun is one thing, but rules must not be disregarded.”

“Of course, we’re not idiots,” Tong En rolled her eyes.

Wang Teng looked at Yue Qiqiao, who thought for a moment before nodding.

“Alright, welcome to the club,” Wang Teng extended his hand and smiled.

“Haha, from now on, you’re our president, so you have to take care of us,” Tong En grinned, completely disregarding the usual demeanor of a senior.

“President, we’ll be following you from now on,” Yuan Bai, Bi Yao, and the others also chimed in, smiling.

“No problem! No problem!” Wang Teng was undaunted. He could take care of a few heaven-stage martial warriors.

The Constellation Society members behind him couldn’t help but smile. With several heaven-stage senior students joining, the society’s strength had increased.

More importantly, it seemed that these seniors had extraordinary backgrounds. They had even confronted the president of the Qingyan Society.

This was a morale boost for the members of the Constellation Society.

As expected, once their president returned, all problems would be resolved.

Many people looked at Wang Teng with admiration.

Upon the president’s return, he stood up to the Vice President of the Qingyan Society and took revenge for them.

Furthermore, the Qingyan Society suffered a loss and had no choice but to leave in a dejected manner.

Now, he even attracted several senior students to join them.

These were things the vice president couldn’t have achieved.

Of course, the vice president and the others are formidable as well. Without them, the Constellation Society couldn’t have defeated the Qingyan Society.

These thoughts flashed through the minds of the

Constellation Society members, dispelling their earlier gloomy

mood. Now they were filled with motivation.

“Alright, everyone, let’s head back for now. We’ll discuss some

matters once we return,” Wang Teng gazed around and spoke.

“Yes, let’s go back!” Yue Qiqiao nodded.

Wang Teng led the way toward the Devil Slayer spaceship

hovering in the sky, and Yue Qiqiao and the others quickly

followed.
Tong En and the others put away their spaceships and stepped

into the Devil Slayer spaceship. They were all curious about

Wang Teng’s spaceship and wanted to explore it.

After entering the spaceship, they gazed around with

amazement in their eyes.

“This spaceship is no ordinary vessel!” Tong En touched this

and that, marveled, “Even among universe-level spacecraft,

this one is a top-tier spacecraft. Where did Wang Teng get it?”

“Why don’t you question him?” Bi Yao said.

“Wang Teng, where did you get this spaceship?” Tong En

immediately caught up with Wang Teng and asked.

“This is the antman race’s spacecraft. I found it accidentally,”

Wang Teng said.

“Antman race’s spacecraft?!” Tong En was stunned. She

furrowed and pondered for a moment. Then, she suddenly

said, “Are you referring to the Antman Race known for their

love of slaughter?”

“Yes,” Wang Teng nodded.

“No wonder, no wonder I feel an extremely fierce aura on this

spacecraft.” Tong En suddenly realized.

“It’s a ship from that race. President, you’re really fortunate.”

Bi Yao marveled.

“Just good luck,” Wang Teng smiled.

“This spacecraft will might attract unnecessary trouble if

flown in the universe,” Wei Na said.

“No worries, since I took it out, I’m not afraid of others trying

to snatch it.” Wang Teng was confident and spoke

nonchalantly.

“It seems like you’ve gained significant strength this time,”

Tong En spoke meaningfully.

As they spoke, the group arrived at the control center of the

spaceship, and two figures approached them.

“Cang Zhu? Little Qing’er!” Tong En was surprised and elated

when she saw the people.

When Wang Teng was in a deep sleep, she had gotten closer to

Cang Yu and Little Qing’er on the Scorpion King Star. Hence,

she was not only surprised but also delighted when she saw

them.

“Tong En!” Cang Yu nodded.

“Is it really you? But your appearances…?” Tong En gazed at

the two with a puzzled expression.

If it weren’t for their unique auras and the fact that they were

from the Snake race, she might not have recognized them

immediately.

“Just a few small changes,” Cang Yu said. “By the way, I’m now

referred Cang Yu. You can call me by that name.”

“Cang Yu!” Tong En nodded. She didn’t probe further and

smiled. “This name is not bad.”

“Wang Teng, who are they?” Yue Qiqiao curiously scrutinized

the two snakewomen, her expression somewhat odd.

This guy went out for a trip and brought back two beautiful

snakewomen.