By Eagle Sorrow Stream, Ao Lie lay on the ground, staring at these two bizarre teammates before him.
He felt as though his entire outlook on dragon life had suffered an unprecedented shock.
One had off-the-charts combat power but could not recognize directions, while the other was a muscle-bound living map who charged in the opposite direction.
Could these two really make it to Western Paradise?
They were probably more likely to end up at the North Sea Demon Master Palace.
He watched as Tang Sanzang once again pulled out that "Top Secret Map."
With great seriousness, he compared it against the sun for a long while before confidently pointing east.
"Old Sun, this poor monk has understood. We should go this way!"
Sun Wukong weakly reminded him.
"Old Tang, that's the Eastern Tang Dynasty..."
Ao Lie finally could not hold back any longer. He cautiously climbed to his feet.
With a distinct staff mark on his forehead, he tentatively spoke in an exceedingly humble tone.
"Um... Saint Monk, Great Sage... this little dragon has traveled the Four Seas for many years."
"I know... I know a little about the geography of the Primordial World."
"If the two of you do not mind, how about... this little dragon leads the way?"
Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong turned their heads at the same time, two pairs of eyes fixing on him.
Tang Sanzang asked.
"You can read maps?"
Sun Wukong asked.
"You know the way?"
Ao Lie's scalp prickled beneath their gazes, and he hurriedly nodded like a pecking chicken.
"A little... just a little."
Tang Sanzang immediately tucked that treasured map into his robes and waved a large hand.
"Excellent!"
"Then you shall lead the way!"
Sun Wukong also felt greatly relieved and patted Ao Lie on the shoulder.
"Good