"Don't forget who the question setter is."
Ji Xiaoge flapped her wings flying back to Motan, handing back the ornately designed feather pen to him, and made a face: "That brain-dead Last Dragon King wouldn't set any other answers, hmm... I can only help you this much, I don't understand any of the other questions."
The strongest, the most handsome, claimed to be the dream lover of three billion mother dragons...
Motan twitched the corner of his mouth as he looked at the third question that had been marked 'correct', thinking to himself why he hadn't realized immediately that it was a give-away question, and deeply worried whether he and Ji Xiaoge could complete the test paper within the allotted time.
