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Facing Huo Yidao's aggressive aura, Wang Hao remained unfazed, merely glancing at the waistband of his pants with the corner of his eye, and leisurely said, "I may be a dead man, but you could turn into a eunuch oh!"
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Before the words even hit the ground, Huo Yidao's belt went "snap" in two, and his pants fell down, revealing a red pair of boxer shorts.
Seeing this scene, Huo Yidao's face was a picture of embarrassment as he quickly backed away, clumsily pulling up his pants.
Wang Hao chuckled and said, "Senior Huo, it must be your zodiac year, to be wearing red underwear. But really, I must say, it's quite sexy!"
At the sound of Wang Hao's teasing, everyone present couldn't help but chuckle.
However, the people from Han Wenlong's side, fearing Huo Yidao, didn't dare to laugh, feeling the awkwardness painfully.
"Damn it, I'll kill you!" An enraged and embarrassed Huo Yidao, holding his pants with one hand, swung his blade at Wang Hao, attempting to split him in two.
