A year's time flew by in the blink of an eye, and five Immortals were leaving Huaguo Mountain.
Yunxiao City, Ao Luan sent off Emperor Donghua to the port with a smiling face.
She waited for half a day, but Emperor Donghua was late to depart and instead became lost in thought.
"When will this guy be willing to leave!"
Ao Luan was thinking resentfully in her heart.
At that moment, a golden light flew over.
"Emperor, Ao Luan."
Sun Wukong landed at the port, saying, "I was discussing the Tao with the Immortal and am a bit late. Where's Nezha?"
He looked around, finding it strange since he heard Nezha had already come over.
Ao Luan replied, "He left before I arrived."
"That quickly?"
Sun Wukong frowned slightly. Nezha had been avoiding him all year and now he didn't even say goodbye when returning to Heavenly Palace.
Emperor Donghua glanced at Sun Wukong.
"Rest assured, Emperor."
