"Xu Yang, what's wrong with you?"
Outside.
Wang Hou saw Xu Yang "daydreaming" and quickly asked, secretly sending a voice message: "Is it the evil dragon causing trouble? If so, blink at me."
Xu Yang snapped out of it and shook his head.
But he couldn't help but complain inwardly...
Is this a joke?
You are a flood dragon, a so-called evil dragon from legends. Shouldn't you be tall, mighty, and fierce when you transform into a human form?
Even if not fearsome, there's no need to look so adorable, right?
At least 2,000 years old, looking like a porcelain doll or a little white rabbit, with a youthful face and a figure no worse than Yun Mengxi's, is simply... amazing!
Wang Hou didn't know what was happening in Xu Yang's sea of consciousness.
He couldn't see the existence of the "little snake."
