C78 The Crisis Was Approaching

The next morning, the sun shone on the ground. A warm ray of light shone through the gaps of the window and onto Ding Hao's bed.

"Hmm?" Ding Hao made a soft sound and slowly opened his eyes. He got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to wash up.

In front of the mirror at the door, Ding Hao looked at the mirror and put on his clothes