The people behind him unanimously drew their swords, and there was indeed a certain aura about it. But what kind of scene hadn't Nezha seen before? He continued to watch Old Black Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong stopped the soldiers behind him, giving Deng Chanyu a look. Deng Chanyu, understanding the signal, dismounted and checked on the deputy general, finding him merely passed out, seemingly from heatstroke. But fainting from just a glance in such cold weather was too ridiculous, wasn't it?
She shook her head at Master Wen, indicating that everything was fine, and Wen Zhong felt relieved.
"Daoist Friend, I am currently leading my troops back to the court. I wonder if you could accompany me. If there truly are demons in the court, I will surely exterminate them!"
"Very well."
With that, he pointed at the white cloud beside him, which transformed into a celestial crane to serve as a temporary mount, following Old Black Master Wen from behind.
"Continue marching."
"Continue marching!"
