Can It Really Be Solved?

"Honored guests, may I ask what brings you here? You should know that I have nothing much to offer in hospitality, and as for this place of mine, you distinguished guests may not think much of it."

As he spoke, he seemed to have already drawn a line between himself and them. Yet Little Nezha found his words unpleasant to hear. The man before him seemed to be mocking them.

Looking at that long-eared fellow, Little Nezha thought, Your ears are so long—you must have heard us coming ages ago. Yet you didn't even bother to welcome us.

You should at least know that I came from the Cyber Heavenly Court. And yet you show me no respect at all.

Now you're pretending to be familiar with me. There's really no need for that.

"Of course we came here to do business. But while conducting business before, we saw that your former planet had long since been abandoned. We heard it was because of something called a cosmic tide."

The Old Angel King told Little Nezha to calm down and not lose his temper. After all, every planet had the right to make its own decisions.

They could not interfere with another planet's choices, nor could they question every problem that planet faced.

When he heard the Old Angel King's question, the long-eared man immediately understood that the cosmic tide was not something he could solve. But the Old Angel King likely had no solution either.

"There's nothing we can do. The cosmic tide made it impossible for our planet to remain stable. It even caused many things to happen on our world. So I could only lead this planet's people here. At least there is no so-called cosmic tide here, and they can have a place to live. As