How... Did You Do It? (5)

Wang Teng was taken aback by this grand display of gratitude. He didn't expect the queen to do this.

Weren't they supposed to be highly hostile to outsiders, especially to him, an extraterrestrial human?

Why did they accept him so quickly?

Was it possible that his charisma was just too irresistible, even to the snakemen?

Indeed!

It seemed like his handsome looks made him popular wherever he went.

He chuckled to himself secretly. Then, with a dry cough, he said, "You don't have to be so formal. We're all friends here. No need to be so polite!"

"That's right, we're all friends!" Marong laughed heartily.

Little Qing'er, watching the scene unfold, couldn't help but feel a sense of joy.

Seeing that Wang Teng was being accepted by her people, Little Qing'er felt very happy.

"Brother, I don't know your name yet," she asked.

Wang Teng teasingly responded, "You didn't call me that before."