Chu Wan had set her heart on Nezha from the time she was little.
At her fifth birthday banquet, she wrapped her arms around the red-clad boy’s arm in front of all the guests and loudly declared that when she grew up, she would marry Nezha and make him her little husband!
Everyone else took it for a child’s passing joke.
Nezha was a celestial spirit bead born by Heaven’s will, destined to tread the path to immortality, while Chu Wan was just an ordinary mortal girl. Immortals and mortals were worlds apart. How could they possibly stay together for long?
But the two children alone etched those childish words into their hearts. Tribulations on the path to immortality were coming, and undercurrents swept through Chentang.
Nezha clenched the crooked red cord she had braided for him years ago in his palm, his gaze resolute.
Even if the Heavenly Dao brought pressure, the path to immortality was bleak, and countless calamities came crashing down,
no one could hurt the girl he had chosen.
He had promised to be her little husband, so he would protect her for the rest of her life. He would never go back on his word.
