"But this time Xiaotao has come to be a bridesmaid for Xiao Dong. Be extra sweet-talking today and keep her in a cheerful mood. No problem, right?"
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao nodded like a chick pecking at rice. How could he possibly dare otherwise?
As for today's bridesmaid lineup, if their combat power were placed ten thousand years ago, overthrowing the Consecrated Hall of Spirit Hall might be a bit of a stretch, but wiping the floor with the Elder Hall—minus Bibi Dong holding down the fort—would be an absolute breeze.
Chapter 1295