"Shi Hao, let me go now!" Zhu Fenghai gritted his teeth.
Today was supposed to be his big day!
But now, clearly, he wasn't going to manage the wedding night.
Shi Hao smiled slightly, patting Zhu Fenghai's cheek, "As a hostage, you should have the awareness of being one, so why so much nonsense?"
"Don't forget, I'm from the Flying Star sect! By doing this, you're making a huge enemy out of us. You won't have a good ending." Zhu Fenghai shouted.
Smack, Shi Hao patted Zhu Fenghai's face again, but lightly to avoid triggering the Immortal Venerable's Secret Treasure, "You better not provoke me!"
"What if I provoke you?" Zhu Fenghai's head was tough.
He had the Immortal Venerable's Secret Treasure as protection, and Shi Hao couldn't harm a hair on his head, so what did he have to fear?
Still arrogant.
"In that case, as you wish!" Shi Hao laughed heartily.
He entered a city, randomly found a latrine, and tossed Zhu Fenghai in.
