C576 Too Much
Actually, Wu Hui was not a person who was good at poking people's lungs. He always felt that whatever he wanted to do was fine as long as he did not carry it out.
As long as the dandelion had not done any heinous things, so what if he did some small bad things or thought of something?
Of course, he couldn't think that way now.
"What do you hate the most?" Wu Hui asked the dandelion