Shocked as he was, the old Dragon King still fixed Nezha with a gaze that looked as though he wanted to eat her flesh raw, as if he might pounce on her and bite her to death at any moment...
"Is this really necessary? It's just one good-for-nothing son of yours I killed," Nezha muttered under the old Dragon King's stare. "A whole group ganged up on one person and still got killed in return. What use is a son like that?"
"..." Though the old Dragon King said nothing more, the roiling dark clouds made one thing abundantly clear—he was even angrier now.
The sea churned violently, its towering furious waves clearly visible even to the citizens of Chentang Pass. Before a calamity that had practically become a natural disaster, these powerless ordinary people felt an immense, crushing pressure. They were terribly fragile.
As for caring about whether the people lived or died?
If he truly cared, the old Dragon King would not have unleashed that giant wave just now!
"Master! The young lady is gone."
"What!?" Li Jing, who had just made some sort of decision atop the city wall, was startled by his servant's report. "What happened!?"
"The young lady broke through the door and ran out under cover of the rain. We can't find her now..." the servant reported uneasily. The rain had been too heavy. It was quite a while after Nezha smashed through the door and left that he realized something was wrong; by the time he went to look, she had long vanished without a trace. Search for what? Better hurry up and report obediently.
"Bastard!" Li Jing's brows nearly stood on end. He stared uneasily toward the shore, where the endlessly surging furious waves filled him with dread. Even from here, he