"It has been three months; that damned fatty has been missing for a whole three months. Could it be that We have been too severe with him so he had run away from home? Or had he accidentally got into some misfortune because he was too afraid and has now hidden himself away?" Pang Zihuang sighed softly as he rubbed the space between his brows where a headache was brewing, "Doesn't he know that all We've done had been for his own good? Why can he not understand Our pain?"
Pang Zihuang lifted his head slightly as he spoke and right at that moment, he noticed a suspicious-looking figure coming towards him. He immediately burst out angrily.
"Who are you? How dare you come into the Royal Study? Are you here to assassinate Us? Where are the guards? Are they dead? How dare they let a stranger come in!"
In his rage, Pang Zihuang immediately stepped out from behind the study desk and grabbed the suspicious-looking youth, landing a slap straight on the youth's face.
