Crap, I've Been Tricked

Nezha's eyes lit up after just one glance.

With one look, he could tell that this Li Fire Cover, which contained nine fire dragons, would be a perfect top-grade fire-element set if paired with the Wind Fire Wheels and Fire-Tipped Spear he carried!

Nezha's heart watered with greed, and he wished he could reach out and snatch it over at once.

But in his mind, the teachings Di Xin had repeated to him a thousand times immediately surfaced:

"When you're away from home, you absolutely must not casually take other people's things. Of course, if someone insists on stuffing it into your hands no matter what, then their kindness is hard to refuse. Not accepting would be denying them face, so when the time comes, just accept it with great reluctance."

Thinking of this, Nezha displayed acting skills worthy of a film emperor.

He forcibly dragged his gaze away from the Li Fire Cover, tucked his pair of chubby little hands behind his back, pursed his small mouth, and shook his head with great resolve, saying in a clear, crisp voice:

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Uncle, but my Master taught me that I can't casually ask for other people's valuables. This treasure is too precious. I can't take it."

At the side, Golden Spirit saw this, and her heart instantly blossomed with joy.

As expected of the disciple she and Di Xin had trained together. This proper sense of advance and retreat—he was truly too sensible!

But Golden Spirit's thoughts turned. Senior Brother Duobao had even taken out an Innate Spiritual Treasure like this. If her disciple really did not accept it in the end, where would Senior Brother Duobao put his face?

In order "not to let Duobao lose face," and also "for Senior Brother's own good,"