C1390 Slow Conquest

Listening to Zhou Wending's words, Mo Chengwu felt a little relieved, but he was still a little worried. Whipping one's ankle was not a small matter. Once one became accustomed to doing so, it would have a huge impact on their entire career.

Zhou Wending's hands touched Lu Shaoen's ankles, and then he suddenly pulled with force!

"Ah!" Lu Shao En screamed. His eyes were bulging from the pain