"Imperial Father, I will now go to invite the goddess here. However, you mustn't show that wretched look to my goddess! Even I can't stand the sight of it and want to run away when I see it."
Pang Ran rolled his eyes and unceremoniously shot his Imperial Father a disdainful look.
After saying those words, he immediately turned and ran off without a hint of hesitation.
As expected, after three seconds, a furious voice shouted from the room, "You rotten brat, who did you say was wretched? Stand f*cking still and face Us if you dare!"
Pang Zihuang was so angry that he even swore out loud. However, upon hearing those words, Pang Ran ran even faster.
Stand still? Was he crazy? If he does not run away now, his butt would definitely bloom!
