The Dragon Ascension

"Nezha!"

"Nezha!"

"How dare you bully my son!"

"Ahem! Pfft—"

On the fair beach, Nezha spat out water from his mouth. His round belly quickly returned to normal.

His small body was limp and he struggled to open his eyes feebly.

A familiar face reached over from the side and filled Nezha's vision.

"Ah, Uncle Chang'an…"

"Third Young Master, you're awake?"

Li Changshou looked worried. He whispered, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Nezha opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he could not. He felt like he had a nightmare. At that moment, he was still having a headache. Another scene appeared in his mind but he could not see it clearly.

He muttered, "Am I not fighting with a few long insects?"

Li Changshou smiled and said, "Third Young Master, you must be dreaming. Don't think too much about it and relax…"

"Hehe." Nezha smacked his lips and opened his hand to Li Changshou. "Uncle Chang'an, hug!"