I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

194 Do You Know Any Good-Looking Girls

“It’s you?”

When Feng Xia saw the figure clearly, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. “You are… a demon king?”

It was the white tiger they had encountered at the city gate of the Demon Capital during the day!

Feng Xia frowned instinctively. At that time, he had already sized up this tiger and felt that although it had quite powerful strength, it would be too exaggerated to say that it was a demon king.

!!

Could it be that he had misjudged?

Looking at the Golden Roc demon king, the Sky Snake demon king, and then at the Green-eyed Thunder Ox demon king…

The three demon kings he had met, even the foul-mouthed Green-eyed Thunder Ox, had the bearing of a king. However, this white tiger in front of him did not. If he had to describe it, it gave him the feeling of his brotherly neighbor coming to look for him to eat melon seeds together…

“Demon king? Of course I’m not a demon king!”

The big white tiger quickly arrived in front of Feng Xia and crouched down like a cat. This action instantly gave the swaying Long Da a bad premonition. He hurriedly turned around and saw that Qing Lin had already started to imitate the tiger…

Feng Xia was speechless. “Then what do you call yourself a king?”

The white tiger licked its claws and pointed at its forehead.

“Look here, my surname means king.”

“…”

Feng Xia followed its movements and immediately saw strands of golden fur on its forehead forming the word “Wang”, which means king.

The word ‘Wang’ in the alternate world was written almost exactly the same way as the word ‘Wang’ on Earth. It had to be said that this could be considered a strange fate.

“Wang… Wang what?”

Almost immediately, Feng Xia thought of a very old-fashioned joke. Surname Wang, name Ba Dan, word turtle…

However, then again, he called himself King Wang just because his surname was Wang. What kind of strange rule was this?

The big white tiger licked its claws and said slowly and seriously, “You have to remember my name. This will also be a name that will resound in the next era.”

It was not only Feng Xia who held his breath, but even his companions who had woken up.

The big white tiger said in a dull voice, “My name is Wang Xiaoman.”

Feng Xia could barely breathe. “…”

Wang… Wang Xiaoman?!

You’re such an imposing tiger, the kind that can flatten two people with a single slap, yet you have such a cute name… Are you worthy of the word ‘Wang’ on your forehead?

“Ah… Wang Xiaoman? Good name, good name…”

Feng Xia was speechless for a long time before he remembered to ask about something more serious. “Oh, right… Why are you looking for me?”

He and Wang Xiaoman had only met briefly once. They could not even be considered acquaintances. Therefore, Feng Xia could not understand why this guy suddenly came to look for him.

It could not be just to introduce himself, right?

“Oh, right, right. I almost forgot to talk about serious matters.”

Upon hearing what Feng Xia asked, the big white tiger suddenly slapped its forehead and came to a realization. “I’m here to ask you if there are any good-looking girls in your East Sea Flood Dragon Clan. Can you introduce a few to me?”

A huge question mark slowly appeared above Feng Xia’s head again.

…Brother, what the hell are you doing here? Whoring?

“No.” Feng Xia thought for a moment and replied firmly.

His identity was completely fake. How would he know anyone from the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan?

Furthermore, even if he really knew anyone from the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan, the aesthetic judgment of a tiger… Anyway, Feng Xia did not feel that a human like him could have much in common with the aesthetic judgment of a tiger.

“Not even one?”

Wang Xiaoman did not seem to want to give up. His eyes darted around as he sized Feng Xia up. “Even if there’s only one, it’s fine. At least introduce her to me!”

“Not even one.”

Feng Xia could not help but let out a long sigh. Unknowingly, his tone deepened. “I’m not interested in ordinary women, so I don’t know any of those you speak of.”

“I see. Then forget it.”

Wang Xiaoman licked his claws as a look of disappointment finally appeared on his face. “What a pity. I had thought that I would get to know a few beautiful ladies. I heard that the ladies from the Dragon Clan are all very beautiful. Although the Flood Dragon Clan are not pure dragons, they should not be too bad, right?”

Based on your logic, although the Worm Clan is half-Flood Dragon Clan, they should not be too far off too…

Facing the confident Wang Xiaoman, Feng Xia did not even have the strength to complain. In fact, he suspected that this might be the reason why Wang Xiaoman had such a name.

“And then? Now that we’ve cleared things up, you—”

“Oh, I don’t want to go yet.”

Wang Xiaoman simply lay down on the ground and curled up its body. It lay in front of Feng Xia’s campsite and blinked. “I want to see if any young ladies from the Flood Dragon Clan come looking for you.”

After some thought, the big white tiger added, “I’ll just look from here. I won’t disturb your rest.”

Feng Xia: “…” Damn it, are you still going on about this?!

He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the surging in his chest. He turned around without another word.

“Suit yourself.”

In fact, it was not as if he had not thought of knocking the tiger out and throwing it away. However, he had heard from the Golden Roc demon king that the Tiger Clan was considered a rather powerful force in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. What if he beat up Wang Xiaoman now and this guy turned around and formed a team of tiger ladies to beat him up?

Based on his usual principles, given that he was new here and unfamiliar with the place, he did not want to fight or kill if he did not need to. He wanted to keep a low profile and try to be harmonious with regard to everything.

Fighting and killing were not part of his principles!

Kaboom—

Just as Feng Xia turned around, a yell suddenly came from the depths of the forest where they were at. “You… you…”

However, immediately after, this yell turned into a scream. “Ah…”

Feng Xia’s footsteps instantly froze.

Wang Xiaoman, who had been stretching with his butt sticking out, immediately raised his head again. “Is there something screaming behind you?”

“No,” Feng Xia answered almost without thinking. “Nothing at all.”

“Really nothing?”

Wang Xiaoman slowly got up and assumed a stance. The suspicion in its eyes intensified. “I suspect that you’re hiding a beautiful girl behind my back—”

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