Great King Si froze for a moment when he heard "the Jade Emperor's golden decree."
The Jade Emperor?
He looked at Nezha, then at Wukong.
Wukong bared his teeth in a wicked grin.
Great King Si swallowed.
This monkey really is a piece of work. Was this necessary? All I did was take a few weapons. Come at me yourself! Can I give them back now?
The thought had barely surfaced when furious shouting suddenly erupted from the cave entrance behind him.
"You little brat, how dare you!"
Great King Si's eyelid twitched sharply.
Behind the cave entrance, several lesser demons poked their upper bodies out, shouting at the tops of their lungs.
"Where did Sun Wukong find a child like you?"
"Our Great King is indeed the fiend who captured the Holy Monk!"
"What skills do you have, brat, to dare spout such wild boasts?"
"Don't run!"
"Take a thrust from our Great King's spear!"
Great King Si's eyelid twitched sharply.
Had I said anything?
Had I said I wanted to fight?
Nezha raised an eyebrow and looked at Great King Si.
The corners of his mouth slowly curled upward.
"You've got some nerve."
His words had barely fallen.
The Demon-Slaying Sword was already out of its sheath.
Sword light flashed across the surface of the snow.
The next instant, Nezha became a streak of red light and charged in, striking without hesitation.
Great King Si's mouth twitched.
He could only raise his spear to meet him.
Clang!
The Demon-Slaying Sword struck the Steel-Pointed Spear.
Sparks burst from the spear shaft.
The Wind-Fire Wheels beneath Nezha's feet spun, carrying him around to Great King Si's left, where his blade slashed straight at the king's wrist.
Great King Si turned his wrist and swept the butt of his spear