After forcibly beating the monkeys before him to death, Sun Wukong finally relaxed, only to be supported by the monkey troop calling him "Great King."
Just then.
He suddenly heard applause.
Following the sound, he discovered a little girl in azure robes who looked exactly like his master.
These monkeys had not yet been reduced to ashes and smoke. They even dared to impersonate his master to fool him.
Flames burned in Sun Wukong's eyes as he prepared to forcibly summon his mana and fight another battle.
However.
His Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils truly saw no image at all—only emptiness.
"Stop looking. I am your master."
"You're allowed to transform, but your master isn't allowed to change forms?"
Hearing that familiar voice and tone, how could Sun Wukong not know that the one who had appeared was truly his real master?
What he had not expected was that his master had appeared in her azure-robed form.
Sun Wukong had just wanted to ask how his master had found this place when he saw her break into a radiant smile and open her mouth toward where the monkey fur had fallen.
"All right, three junior brothers, hurry up and change back. Stop pretending to be monkey fur."
Junior brothers.
Pretending to be monkey fur?
Before Sun Wukong could make sense of it, he saw the monkey fur he had just beaten into a scattered mess rise into the air all at once. In the blink of an eye, it gathered together again and transformed back into the monkeys he had first seen.
The only difference was that their faces seemed to be filled with shame.
"Haha, I told you long ago not to be careless. In the end, you were still knocked flat by your own martial nephew."
"Senior Sister,