"What on earth has happened?"
"Why is it so noisy outside?"
Startled awake from his sleep, Li Jing felt somewhat annoyed.
He immediately put on his outer garment and, clutching the Treasure Sword, stepped out of the tent.
Not a moment later!
The sound of someone lifting the curtain came from behind him.
Dressed in a red bellyband, Nezha, barefoot and at some unknown point, had walked out, staring at everything before him with his distinctly black and white large eyes, full of curiosity.
"Sir!"
"You've come out!"
"You must decide for us!"
"Last night, in the middle of sleep, there was suddenly a howling; I don't know which damned person it was, but someone actually cut off my donkey's ears!"
"My donkey is in the prime of its life!"
"It can pull over a thousand jin of grain and fodder each time, and it has accompanied me for so many years; I've come to regard it as family, as a brother..."
"You tell me!"
"Isn't this a calamity upon people?"
...
"Exactly!"
"Exactly!"
