"By the way, there's something I'd like to discuss with you privately," Tong En glanced at Zhulong Shuang again and said.
"Then I'll take my leave." Zhulong Shuang stood up tactfully and smiled.
Today, she was completely outshone, but fortunately, the things she had given weren't too shabby, and Wang Teng seemed to like them.
So, it wasn't a total loss.
Wang Teng escorted her to the door and said, "I've received your goodwill. As long as the Solar Dragon Race doesn't cause trouble for me, I believe we can coexist peacefully."
"You're wrong," Zhulong Shuang smiled, "I can't speak for the rest of the Solar Dragon Race, but I, Zhulong Shuang, will always be your friend."
"I hope so." Wang Teng gave her a meaningful look, nodding.
Zhulong Shuang left. She hadn't come in vain today, and her confidence in Wang Teng had grown. Even Tong Ya had high expectations for him, indicating that her decision was not wrong.