"Yang, I thought you never attended the Flat Peach Festival?"
Nezha was well aware of the tense relationship between Yang and the Jade Emperor.
Yang Jian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with an unnatural turn of his head, he said, "As an official appointed by the Heavenly Court, it's not unreasonable for me to attend once."
If his mother hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have considered coming at all.
Even though he knew Haotian was unintentional, the consequences were still there, and despite any change of heart, he found it hard to accept.
Nezha thought the excuse was flimsy, but couldn't find any real fault with it, so he didn't press the matter.
If Yang didn't want to talk about it, that was fine.
Besides, coming to feast and drink together seemed like a good enough reason.
He just wondered how this banquet would compare to the cuisine at Chaos Residence.
The food at Chaos Residence was truly exceptional, to savor in reminiscence was delightful!