Yun Zhongzi's tone was a little unfriendly.
But Sun Wukong did not care in the slightest!
After returning to Mount Fangcun, it felt as though he had truly come home. Sun Wukong was filled with nothing but joy now, eagerly anticipating seeing his master. How could he mind something so trivial?
Even Yun Zhongzi's little temper.
He found it rather amusing!
"Hehe..."
"Please go first, young attendant!"
Sun Wukong straightened his clothes and followed behind Yun Zhongzi, carefully entering through the gates. As he walked, he looked around. The place was indeed filled with the grandeur of the Immortals, with boundless magnificent scenery.
But what Sun Wukong felt even more strongly was familiarity!
His heart grew ever more emotional...
When they reached the foot of the jade terrace, Sun Wukong immediately saw the figure seated above. He had handsome features and eyes like stars. Purple Gold patterns were embroidered upon his long robe.
The figure slowly turned his head.
A pair of incomparably bright eyes looked toward him!
Boom!
Sun Wukong felt his mind roar, his thoughts going blank in an instant. The vague figure in his memories became completely clear at this moment, overlapping with the person seated before him.
Before he had remembered.
Sun Wukong would often wonder to himself:
What did Master actually look like?
Surely he wasn't some kind old man with a head full of white hair? But how could I have forgotten what Master looked like?
Yet now, realization dawned upon him:
So Master is this young, this handsome... like a celestial being, as though heaven and earth had fashioned him to be exactly this way!
The next moment.
Countless emotions erupted within Sun Wukong.
Ever since his "rebirth," he had cautiously observed everything around him, suppressing his true nature out of fear that