From birth until now, Gao Pu was certain that no one had provoked him in such a way, not even close to this level of provocation.
'You lack a father'...
These four words were like a Divine Soul Shatterer, nearly ripping apart all rational thought nerves in Gao Pu's mind. He stared at Su Chen, his eyes fixated on him.
After three or four breaths, he took a deep breath, his thoughts surged back, and as soon as his thoughts returned, his face turned ashen like Meteorite Iron, shaking with rage.
"Good! Good!! Good!!!" Gao Pu was so furious that he laughed, the fury in his heart roaring and raging like a max-level tsunami, he stared at Su Chen, and the murderous intent in his eyes was thoroughly solidified.
"Die for me!" Without any hesitation, Gao Pu wished he could immediately tear Su Chen to pieces, and with a hand raised, struck a palm.
Whoosh...
The air inflated, the space wailed.
