The corners of Guanyin's lips lifted into a wicked smile. The moment Joker put on the Golden Fillet and became Sun Wukong, this Sun Wukong was no longer the Sun Wukong he had once been.
The current Sun Wukong was controlled by the Buddhist Sect, nothing more than a dog of the Buddhist Sect. If Sun Wukong refused to obey, they had plenty of ways to torment him!
The Golden Fillet on his head was a dog collar! Once Joker put on the Golden Fillet and became Sun Wukong, he had completely lost his freedom. He could only become a lapdog of the Buddhist Sect. And how did one deal with a disobedient dog? Beat it until it obeyed.
And if it still refused to obey? Then they could only replace it with an obedient dog! "Ah!"
Sun Wukong rolled back and forth across the ground, his head hurting like hell. He clutched his head tightly. If he could, he wanted to chop his own head off. Unfortunately, his body was as tough as bronze and iron. How could it be so easy to cut off his own head?
Overwhelmed by the pain, Sun Wukong finally chose to beg for mercy. "Stop chanting, Bodhisattva. Don't chant anymore. Old Sun will do as you say!"
"Hehe."
Guanyin was very satisfied when she heard Sun Wukong's answer. This was the answer and outcome she wanted. Seated upon her lotus throne, adorned by Buddhist light behind her, Guanyin appeared mysterious and inscrutable. Looking down at Sun Wukong with the bearing of an absolute victor, she said calmly, "Wukong, this monk told you that you would agree."
The mockery in Guanyin's words was impossible to miss, as though she were saying, That's all? Just that? "Bodhisattva, you're right. Old Sun was in the wrong