After a while, Silver Horn saw that Sun Wukong still had not left. He poked Gold Horn and said, "Big Brother, this won't do. This monkey is sleeping soundly in our Tushita Palace. If he had just left, we could have said he might have taken them back to Flower-Fruit Mountain to share with the little monkeys. But if he insists on staying here, how are we supposed to explain this...?"
Gold Horn chuckled. "I'll give him a hand. Won't he leave then...?" With that, he pointed a finger, and a gentle breeze swept past. Sun Wukong immediately woke up.
Only then did Sun Wukong realize what had happened. He muttered, "This is bad. I'm in trouble now. This is a huge disaster... Better go, better go. I hear that old fellow in Tushita Palace has some skill. Old Sun might not be able to beat him."
With that, he flipped into a somersault and left. Watching his departing back, Gold Horn chuckled and muttered, "Monkey, you were being a little too modest. Not only might you lose—even without Master taking action, the bulls of our Tushita Palace would be enough to make you suffer."
Silver Horn poked Gold Horn. "Big Brother, what are you standing around for? Stop secretly enjoying yourself. It's time to lodge our complaint..."
Hearing that, Gold Horn nodded. "Right, right, right. It's time to lodge our complaint... Quick! Clean up the 'scene'!"
The two swiftly tossed the Purple Gold Red Gourds that Sun Wukong had emptied onto the floor, then deliberately knocked over several jade bottles containing ordinary pills. They turned the pill chamber into a complete mess, as though it had been ransacked.
After finishing all that, Gold Horn took a deep breath and instantly put on a panicked, tearful expression. Silver Horn cooperated