The two sincerely thanked Hong Yun and then turned their gaze to Kunpeng, or rather, everyone in Zixiao Palace had their eyes on Kunpeng.
Nezha, who had been watching the drama unfold, knew his opportunity had come. Whether it was to add the icing on the cake or give timely help to the two Westerners, it didn't matter; he just wanted to mess with Kunpeng. Who told Kunpeng to be so cocky before?
I, Nezha, never hold grudges; I repay them on the spot!
He directly shouted fiercely, "Hey! You, feathered fiend, having been born wet and hatched from an egg, without cultivating your life, and lacking in virtue, how dare you stand among these wise ones?"
Zhunti, who was about to lose his temper at Kunpeng, was taken aback and looked at Nezha standing beside him. Suddenly, his affection grew, thinking, aren't you Easterners incredibly righteous?
You're still standing yet are speaking out for me, what a good person!
