In the Lotus Lantern Plane,
Li Jing watched the events playing out on the Celestial Screen, reviewing scene after scene of the past. A bitter yet faint smile always hung on his face.
Though he had found it impossible to accept at first, as the days passed, he and Nezha had unknowingly developed genuine affection for each other through their time together.
Just then, the images shifted. The narrator's voice rang out, and the scene changed to a beach. Time flew like arrows, seasons came and went, and seven years passed in the blink of an eye.
On the shores of the East Sea, a freckled young man in gorgeous robes, with dragon horns atop his head and sky-blue hair, slowly stepped onto the land. Beside him, Prime Minister Turtle chattered incessantly, desperately trying to persuade the young man to turn back.
"What? This is... the East Sea Dragon Clan?"
Li Jing wondered why the Dragon Clan had appeared. Weren't they supposed to be showing his past with little Nezha? He didn't remember Nezha knowing anyone from the Dragon Clan!
Wait, the narrator had just said seven years had passed—wasn't that right now?
Li Jing bolted upright, his eyes fixed intently on the dragon and the turtle on the screen.
For some reason, the moment these two appeared, his previous sense of unease grew stronger.
Chapter 650