C1747 Goodbye Zhao Hao(part I)

As if he had heard a threat of life and death, Wen Zheshi stepped forward and hugged Lin Hao's thigh. His tone was filled with panic, as if Lin Hao was trying to stuff his stinky socks into his mouth.

Lin Hao scratched his head. Was it so terrifying?

The meaning of this competition was that he would rather have his socks chopped off than see Master