C292 Parturient

"Sit down, sit down …"

Within Taoist Yueguan's tent, Nezha rashly barged in.

Looking at him, Yueguan smiled helplessly. He waved his hand and pointed at the tables beside him: "Go, sit there." Drink some tea and we'll talk about it later. There's no hurry. "

Nezha sat down next to the tables, picked up a cup of tea and gulped it down.

"master, if you have something to say, say it