Nezha certainly isn't of an age to be interested in women yet, and the woman before him is obviously not an ordinary woman.
However, she now appears exceedingly plain, except for the clean clothes she is wearing and her neatly washed brows and eyes; beyond that, she is barely better off than a beggar on the street.
Nezha took notice of her and spared a bit of his attention for her.
But not all of it.
Because in his mind, he is still preoccupied with another matter: how he will kill Feng Xiaonian when he passes by this long street.
As for what kind of trump card Feng Xiaonian holds, and what his strength is, Nezha has thought about it all the way here, and having found no answer, he decided not to think about it anymore.
These past few days here, he has been living comfortably – eating well, drinking well, and sleeping well, waiting at ease for the upcoming challenge.
As for the woman.
