Nezha's persuasion left Master Leizhen with a face alternating between green and white, hesitating for a long time without speaking.
Nezha, on the other hand, looked at him seriously. He had said what needed to be said, and now it was up to Master Leizhen to make his own choice.
The feeling of being moved was something Master Leizhen had never experienced before. In his view, with his status, fancying a little fairy from the Heavenly Court should have been an easy matter, especially with the Great Emperor Qinghua personally intervening on his behalf, right?
Yet, to his surprise, the situation had escalated to where it was today.
Let go?
Thinking of letting go, Master Leizhen's heart was filled with reluctance.
But, as Nezha said, the journey to the West was a great calamity of heaven and earth, and having lived through the deification calamity, Master Leizhen was well aware of its terror.
