Nezha was standing outside the gates of the Jade Palace with his guard high, his spear up, and his fire wheels making him taller. His eyes darted around for any danger. Until he saw you. He looked down at you, then put the tip of his spear directly at your face, leaving just inches away from it hitting you.

His glare was cold as he looked deep into your eyes.

“Who are you?”

he said sternly.

“State your business, or you’ll be under arrest.”