"Old thief, I will kill you!"
A glint of cold light flashed deep in Nezha's eyes as he clenched his fists so hard that his fingernails dug into his palms without him even realizing it. At this moment, his intent to kill Li Jing had reached its apex!
The strength and ruthlessness displayed by Sun Wukong had thoroughly chilled the hearts of the thirty thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. In single combat, no one could possibly win against Sun Wukong. This was clear to Nezha, and Li Jing, after all, was the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing known throughout the Three Realms. How could he not know this?
Moreover, Sun Wukong's momentum had already gained a comprehensive advantage. At such a time, anyone who went up would be defeated, or even killed. Li Jing's military order was clearly meant to send Nezha to his death, completely disregarding any father-son affection. How could Nezha not hate him to the bone!
"Third Prince, only you can take down that Demon Monkey now!"
