Military Star, prison cell.
Zhao Yiling was glaring at Wang Hao with fury, but Wang Hao held an expression of complete unfamiliarity.
"Spill it, are you or are you not impersonating Le Xiaoxuan!?" Zhao Yiling huffed indignantly.
Wang Hao looked utterly innocent, "Miss, you must be mistaken, that person is her, not me."
Saying this, Wang Hao even pulled Le Xuan over, signaling that he had nothing to do with it.
Le Xuan rolled her eyes; this jerk made a Potion in front of so many people and even dropped his pants, now even a fool would know who the talented Le Xiaoxuan really was.
But for some reason, Wang Hao stubbornly refused to admit it.
Ling Xiao and a few other guys understood Wang Hao's predicament all too well; if he married this mannish woman Zhao Yiling, the days to follow would certainly be Wang Hao's darkest times.
At least until Wang Hao's combat power completely surpassed Zhao Yiling's, the idea of going out and having a good time was absolutely unthinkable.
