For some reason,
Sun Wukong instinctively bowed in salute.
"Please speak, Chan Master!"
Then he heard Chan Master Wuchao say with a smile,
"Since you possess these Golden Eyes of Truth, capable of seeing through falsehood and gazing directly upon reality, then when looking at things, you must also seize the principal contradiction, seize the key point... Think carefully: what is the key point of this journey to fetch the scriptures?"
"Your previous scheming was indeed rather childish!"
"..."
Sun Wukong was puzzled by this.
But when he raised his head again, he felt dazed once more. After blinking, he discovered that he was already back within the Scripture-Fetching Team, leading the group farther and farther away from Futuo Mountain.
Just then, Zhu Bajie happened to speak up.
"Monkey Brother, do you think Chan Master Wuchao was insulting me earlier?"
Sun Wukong froze.
"Huh?"
Zhu Bajie immediately became animated.
"Monkey Brother, I always thought you were a clever fellow... Didn't you hear the Chan Master talking about us brothers? One was a wild boar carrying a burden, and the other was a ten-thousand-year-old stone monkey?"
"Hey, why are you spacing out?"
Zhu Bajie, who had leaned close, suddenly noticed the dazed look on Sun Wukong's face. He asked curiously, only for Sun Wukong to wave him away as though swatting a fly.
"Go, go, go!"
"Don't get so close to me..."
"If you've got the guts, go find trouble with Chan Master Wuchao yourself. Why are you stirring things up here? Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
Zhu Bajie immediately broke into a chuckle.
Futuo Mountain.
Beneath the enormous juniper tree.
At that moment, Chan Master Wuchao stood before a figure with his head lowered and his spirits crushed, looking like a child who had been scolded.