Give Me Back My Wings

Just imagining it made Little Nezha feel especially imposing. His friends would definitely look at him with utter admiration.

Thinking of those children, he immediately grew impatient and hurriedly flew toward Earth.

Afraid that his friends might be late, he had specifically told them that he would be bringing an especially cool pair of wings today, along with lots of knowledge about the universe.

In an instant, those children clamored at their parents, insisting that they had to go out and see Little Nezha.

When they heard that their children wanted to see Little Nezha, the parents were actually quite troubled, because they knew that Little Nezha was usually a Chaos Demon King.

Once they let their children go over there, there would inevitably be trouble.

"Could you not hang around with Little Nezha? If you were hanging around with someone else, I might not say anything, but Little Nezha has been especially naughty since he was little. He doesn't even spare his own family, much less little brats like you."

After saying that, the adults hoped Little Nezha would not seek out their children in this regard. After all, Little Nezha was from outer space.

No matter what, he did not need scientific or cultural knowledge to compete for jobs on Earth.

But their children were different. They had to work even harder than in peacetime.

"Mom, do you know? Little Nezha has an especially cool pair of wings. I have to go see them. Mom, just let me go. I've never seen such beautiful wings before."

"Why have all the other kids left, but you won't let me go? Dad, I want to go too. Do you know how amazing Little Nezha is? His wings—forget me, even you've never seen anything like them."

"Mom, if you don't let