Nezha thought to himself that he did not know how the favored sons of heaven in the future would react, but if the corridor behind them were to open up soon, at the very least, the group from West Sea Purple Dragon Island, facing the 'treasure' held in the skeleton's hands, would probably not pass it up so easily.
He held Deng Chanyu's small hand, which felt soft and slippery to the touch, and couldn't help but gently squeeze it, his mind conjuring up the scene of holding Lu Zhu'er's hand and strolling through Bailing Town.
He couldn't help but wonder if all girls' hands were this soft and slippery.
(Uh, this question arises purely out of curiosity, I, Nezha, have the mind of an adult, and I am definitely not the slightest bit interested in such a charmless young girl, I swear!)
Continuing on, Nezha looked down to find the opening of the Qiankun Bag glowing, and upon opening it, he saw it was the ancient character cast in bronze from earlier.
