Nezha scratched his head, grabbed the other's collar with one hand, and raised an eyebrow as he said, "What's there to understand? Even if the great way changes, am I supposed to stop living? Let me tell you, you better be prepared. I'm about to give you a good beating, but don't worry. I've got medicine here. Once you take it, you'll be bouncing back in no time. When you get home and see your mom, you have to be respectful. Otherwise, the next time I see you, it'll be your corpse. Do you understand?"
Jinzha, having lived for almost half his life, had never seen someone as fierce and unreasonable as Nezha. He could only nod like a pecking chick and swore in his heart, Nezha, you better not give me a chance in the future, or else... But Nezha's punch had already landed.
Back in Outer World Town.
The Li Mansion was ablaze with activity, drums beating and gongs clashing, the entire town festooned with lanterns and decorations.
