Zhu Tianpeng Tearfully Bids Farewell to His Wife and Children, Encounters New Trouble at Yellow Wind Ridge

In the hot spring, Zhu Tianpeng felt Tang Sanzang's hand around his neck.

The force coming from it was like a pair of pincers, making it hard for him to breathe.

"I can't breathe! I can't breathe!"

He shouted those eight words faster than he ever had in his life.

"Journeying to the Western Paradise for scriptures is a duty I cannot refuse."

The moment he said that, he could breathe again. Tang Sanzang released him and revealed a kindly smile.

"Mm, good. At least you've got some awareness."

Zhu Tianpeng stared at Tang Sanzang in shock, while complaints flooded his heart.

Is this really the saint monk from the Western Sect?

This is clearly an undercover agent sent by the Witch Race!

One punch from him could probably turn me into a speed bump!

Early the next morning, outside Gao Family Manor.

At the moment of parting, the atmosphere was clearly rather sorrowful.

Zhu Tianpeng tightly held Gao Cuilan's hands, his face full of reluctance as he gave her endless instructions.

"My wife, my children, your husband is heading west. The journey is long, and I do not know what year or month I will return."

"You... you must take good care of yourselves!"

Zhu Tianpeng hugged Gao Cuilan and cried like a three-hundred-pound child.

Gao Cuilan's eyes were equally filled with tears. As she straightened Zhu Tianpeng's clothes, she replied.

"Rest assured, Husband. I will handle everything at home. You must be careful on this journey, and do not let drinking delay your duties."

The children also surrounded Zhu Tianpeng, crying and shouting for their father not to leave.

The scene was so moving that even Sun Wukong, watching from the side, could not help scratching his face in slight embarrassment.

Just at this critical moment of tearful