"Ha! See that? This is the Handsome Monkey King of Water Curtain Cave on Flower-Fruit Mountain. You little fox demons are still far too lacking."
The Six-Eared Macaque's ears twitched as he let out a bold laugh.
The three Tushan sisters stared blankly at the scene before them, their expressions filled with extreme shock and deep reverence.
Tushan Honghong, famed for her absolute defense and strength, slightly widened her emerald eyes. Looking at her palms, which still retained a numbing sensation, waves crashed through her heart.
As the eldest sister, she felt that she had failed somewhat in her duty.
More than anyone, she knew what kind of power that Black Fox had contained.
Yet before this Handsome Monkey King, that power of laws capable of rewriting fate had been smashed apart with a single strike, as fragile as thin ice.
For the first time, her eyes revealed wholehearted acknowledgment and admiration for someone other than herself.
Tushan Yaya beside her made no attempt to hide her loss of composure.
Her face, usually as cold as ice and disdainful of the world, was now written all over with disbelief.
She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, only to find that the vocabulary she had always been proud of seemed so pale at this moment.
In the end, she could only stare blankly at the hairy-faced figure carrying an iron staff. The stubborn refusal to yield deep in her eyes quietly turned into submission and worship toward a true powerhouse.
Even Tushan Rongrong, who had always been unfailingly calculating and composed, had completely lost her usual squinting-eyed disguise.
Her calculating emerald eyes were fixed tightly upon Sun Wukong, while the golden abacus in her hand had long since stopped clicking.
In her intricate deductions, this Black Fox