But after the two entered the water, they did not fight. Instead, they headed straight for the East Sea Dragon Palace.
The moment they entered the Dragon Palace, Nezha let go. The Violent Qi he had shown earlier vanished without a trace. He even patted Li Jing lightly on the chest and said with a hint of apology:
"Please don't blame me, Father. I was reckless just now. I hope you can forgive me."
Li Jing was utterly baffled. He had no idea what Nezha was playing at.
Just then, a clamor rose around them.
Shrimp Soldiers and crab generals lined both sides as Ao Guang, the East Sea Dragon King, came forward to greet them with a broad smile:
"Haha! Two honored guests have arrived! Nezha, General Li, please come in!"
Ao Guang warmly ushered them into the Dragon Palace's Great Hall. He immediately ordered rare delicacies, exotic fruits, and fine wine brought out, then had Sea Clan dancers line both sides to sing and dance. No courtesy was spared.
Seated in the resplendent Great Hall, with fine food and wine before him, dancers performing, and the East Sea Dragon King himself keeping them company, Li Jing only grew more uneasy at such an extravagant reception.
He hurriedly rose and cupped his hands solemnly toward Ao Guang. Brow furrowed, he asked:
"Thank you for your generous hospitality, Dragon King, but I truly don't understand. What is all this for?"
From Nezha's sudden attack, to being brought to the Dragon Palace, to this lavish welcome—none of it made sense. His thoughts were a tangled mess, and he could not begin to piece together what had happened.
Nezha, meanwhile, was perfectly at ease, helping himself to great mouthfuls of fruit and delicacies until his cheeks bulged.
Then he looked up at