The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Tianmiao turned her head to look at the startled Yi Lan, and asked slowly and seriously, ”Why should you apologize, elder sister? I didn’t bump into him; he bumped into me.”

Cold sweat broke out on Yi Lan’s forehead as she gently tugged on Tianmiao’s clothes, signaling her to stop speaking. The person in question was Lord Nezha, and he was notoriously ill-tempered. Nezha was not someone minor immortals like them could afford to offend.

”Hahaha, no way, Nezha, you got knocked down by this little radish.” A man’s mocking voice came from the side, ”Oh no, you bumped into her and ended up falling over yourself.”

”Tch!” Nezha quickly got up and said to Yi Lan in an annoyed manner, ”What’s with your attitude? Do I seem like someone unreasonable? This little radish is right; I bumped into her. It’s me who should apologize.”

Yi Lan was stunned, unsure as she looked at Nezha.

”Little radish, I’m sorry, I was walking too hurriedly and didn’t see you.” Nezha slightly bent down and apologized to Tianmiao.

”It’s okay. You must walk slower next time.” Tianmiao nodded, seriously reminding him.

”Hahaha, alright, alright.” Nezha couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing the chubby little girl seriously reminding him.

”Let’s go, let’s go.” Nezha turned and said to the man behind him.

The man nodded and followed Nezha away.

Tianmiao and Yi Lan also continued on their way back.

After a few steps, the man turned slightly to glance at Tianmiao’s back. A little radish spirit, Nezha bumped into her, and ended up falling over. Is this little spirit really just a radish spirit?

”What are you looking at?” Nezha asked.

”Ah, nothing. Just think that radish spirit is a bit unusual.” The man said flatly.

”Pretty chubby, huh? Hahaha, I’ve never seen such a fat radish spirit.” Nezha couldn’t help but laugh.

”You think she’s fat, so you couldn’t knock her over? Do you think if you grow bigger than her, you’d be able to knock her over?” The man asked sarcastically.

”Hey, stupid monkey, what do you mean by that?” Nezha shot a side glance at the person next to him, snorted coldly, ”Have you forgotten about secretly drinking with us behind Zixia Immortal’s back and lying that you were summoned by the Buddha?”

Sun Wukong, now the Victorious Fighting Buddha, instantly gave in, squeezing out a smile despite having been sarcastic earlier: ”How could I forget? Okay, okay, I was wrong. Let’s go, let’s go, the old Jade Emperor is still waiting for us. Who knows why he’s summoned us.”

”Who knows.” Nezha replied with a pout, ”We’ll find out when we get there.”

The two of them quickened their pace, disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Yi Lan, still frightened, picked up Tianmiao and quickly headed back to Cold Mountain Palace.

Both Nezha and the Victorious Fighting Buddha have come, is something big about to happen?

These gods haven’t come to the Heavenly Court for a long time, enjoying themselves all over the place. They only visit when there’s an issue. Is the situation more serious than I imagined?

Yi Lan returned to Cold Mountain Palace with a worried mind, holding Tianmiao.

”Back already?” True Monarch Hanshan smiled as he saw his two disciples return.

”Master, master, we met Lord Nezha and the Victorious Fighting Buddha on the way back. Is something serious going to happen?” Yi Lan asked anxiously.

True Monarch Hanshan chuckled, reached out to pick up Tianmiao, then pushed a plate of pastries toward her, saying slowly, ”If there are issues, they are adult matters. You kids should just focus on eating, sleeping, and playing. Don’t be so tense, why don’t you take little Tianmiao out tomorrow for a stroll? Didn’t you mention you wanted to take Tianmiao to the Queen Mother’s Medicine Garden?”

Tianmiao quietly ate the pastries, squinting slightly. Delicious! Did master make these himself? Then he’s pretty impressive.

(Shrugs. The male lead? Hasn’t appeared yet.)