The Black Bear Spirit flew into a rage.
This was simply outrageous...
He immediately raised the Black Feather Spear and roared at Sun Wukong:
"Where did you, monk, come from? How dare you speak so rudely?"
First, you tricked my little demons into calling you Great King Black Wind's "grandfather," and now you dare mock my looks to my face. Though I, Xiong Pi, am dark-skinned, I am still mighty and imposing. How am I inferior to a scrawny monkey like you?
Sun Wukong showed no fear at all and stepped forward as well:
"Enough nonsense!"
"Hurry up and return your old grandpa's cassock..."
After the two exchanged a few more insults, the Black Bear Spirit laughed and said:
"So, you were the one who set that fire last night. Even if you were not... you still had something to do with it. I did take this cassock from Guanyin Temple, so what can you do about it?"
"Tell me your name and what skills you possess."
Sun Wukong burst into laughter again.
"You fool... you don't even recognize your old grandpa!"
The Black Bear Spirit's face immediately darkened. He could not quite understand it... Why did this monkey love taking verbal advantage of others so much, always insisting on being their grandfather?
Of course, his face had been pitch-black to begin with.
Sun Wukong did not notice at all and merely continued:
"Listen carefully, good grandson... I, Old Sun, am the disciple of Master Xuanzang, the Imperial Brother of the Great Tang Empire, with the Dharma name Xingzhe. I am also Sun Wukong, the Handsome Monkey King of Flower-Fruit Mountain, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. Back then, I wreaked Havoc in Heaven, fighting from the South Heaven Gate all the way to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, charging in