"You're right. Underground caves aren't a suitable habitat for African rock pythons. They should be found along the edges of grasslands and forests. There must be a reason they're here, and I suspect it may have something to do with a snake king."
Dr. Shao Xinshu, a snake expert, shared his theory. He had been studying the limited information available to him ever since they set out, and had continued during the journey.
Experts were experts for a reason. He'd quickly come up with a theory that was closer to the truth.
"A snake king?!"
Hearing the snake expert's conclusion, Lu Sanhu, "Uncle Biao of Shuangyashan, Wujiang," and Zabu, "Little Tusi of Centipede Cave, Qiannan Road," exchanged a glance, then looked at Li Bai in unison.
Of everyone there, Li Bai was probably the only one qualified to speak about snake kings.
After all, he had a snake king of his own—a little green snake.
It was enough to make anyone jealous.
"I don't know. Don't ask me. I don't know anything."
Li Bai spread his hands. Honestly, don't argue with him—there wasn't a snake king. But would they like a demon king?
If Qingyao Demoness heard people calling her a "snake" king, she'd probably have to put everyone in their place again. What a headache!
How could a perfectly good demon be so vain? She was clearly a flood dragon, yet she wanted everyone to call her a dragon.
Had she even looked at herself? Was she a dragon?
One horn like a flood dragon's, two like a dragon's. Did she think everyone was blind and couldn't count?!
Raising a Green Flood Dragon King was just too difficult.
At the Great Demon's house, braised flood dragon in an iron pot was a regular dish.
No wonder more people preferred