Far away on Emei Mountain, Nezha looked at the devastated Luo Fu Cave and immediately knew: Old Zhao definitely believed his nonsense. He couldn't help but suspect whether his cultivation pathway was the Great Dao of Gossip.
Why is it that whatever comes out of my mouth, people always buy it?
Then, out of nowhere, he felt his butt being fiercely smacked three times. No actual damage, but immensely painful!
Nezha's reaction was swift — no matter what, first admit fault! He immediately bowed and said, "Third Generation Disciple of Mystic Sect, Li Nezha, expresses gratitude to Uncle Tongtian for the guidance!"
Three thousand... thirty thousand years in the east, thirty thousand years in the west — don't underestimate the impoverished youth!
Just wait until I've cultivated well enough! I'll… I'll smack Senior Brother Duobao's butt!
Duobao: "???"
