Head-Exploding Gongsun Zhi

"This..."

Gongsun Lü'e looked at Ye Zhuo with a bewildered expression.

Are martial arts young heroes nowadays all this arrogant?

Daring to attack a pugilistic behemoth with just a dozen or so people.

Did they really think the Heartless Valley was a soft persimmon.

"No matter, go to the subterranean grotto of Lich Peak first. Your mother isn't dead yet; your father trapped her there.

As for me, I'll go beat your father to death first. Once these trivial matters are settled,

I will take you as a disciple using the power of the Demon Cult."

Ye Zhuo's expression was dead serious as he spoke, leaving Gongsun Lü'e momentarily unable to tell whether he was truly foolish or just joking.

"Mother is still alive?"

"Of course."

Ye Zhuo dropped those words and had already vanished.

Gongsun Lü'e paused, then immediately headed toward the subterranean grotto.

Yet unexpectedly.

Ye Zhuo had already arrived a step ahead inside the main hall of the Heartless Valley.

"It's almost lunchtime, and no one is serving food yet?"

Gongsun Zhi was in a terrible mood. He had gone out recently to look for some beautiful maidies and ended up running into some trouble.

He had long wanted to step into the ranks of the Five Greats, only to be toyed with by Zhou Botong.

Upon returning home, even serving a meal took this long. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Do you think you're an emperor? You need to 'partake of sustenance' just to eat lunch?"

The young man's voice was loud and clear, making Gongsun Zhi's ears ring.

"I am the local emperor of this Heartless Valley! So what if the outside world is torn apart by war!"

Gongsun Zhi knew that wars were everywhere in the current world, and