I, Feng Xia, Love to Say No to Those Self-righteous Fellows!

Hello, I'm a character that the transmigrators in the novel world just came up with… Pfft!

Feng Xia was having a headache for the umpteenth time. If these headaches could cause his head to swell cumulatively, he suspected that his head would be big enough by now to use as an umbrella…

"How the hell do I know which branch bloodline? This is the first time I've even seen a real flood dragon!"

Of course, Feng Xia only dared to say this in his head for the time being. As for when he would dare to say it out loud… He looked around, trying to find the source of the aged voice in the Demon Capital.

Wait until I beat all of you up!

"Kid, the rest is up to you." Just as Feng Xia had this thought, a worldly voice entered his ears without any warning. "Whether you can stabilize Jiao Qingtu or not depends on how capable you are."

"Are you that confident in me?"