Nezha's expression remained unchanged, he answered frankly, "I don't consider myself to be some kind of demonic heretic, but my soul indeed comes from another world. If people insist on believing I'm an Outer Heaven Demon, let them."
"No wonder."
"No wonder what?"
Muzha laughed, "Nothing much, I was just thinking it's no wonder our master's predictions were off. I was puzzled because the Heavenly Dao is already set, and whatever anyone does should be within it. If you are an Outer Heaven Demon, that would explain everything."
"How does second brother view me?"
Muzha was silent for a moment, then he looked up and showed a bright smile, "It's interesting. By the way, does Mother know about this?"
"No, she doesn't." Nezha shook his head.
"Then I won't tell her next time I go back." Muzha smiled indifferently. At that moment, the harmonious aura around him disappeared, and he seemed like a child.
