Guanyin Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva knew what was what and no longer said anything more. Instead, they went to Nanzhan Buzhou to look for Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.
Golden light flickered in Sun Wukong's eyes. Once he sensed that the two Bodhisattvas had gone far away, he turned his head and glanced toward Nanzhan Buzhou.
"Wukong."
Tang Sanzang sat on the White Dragon Horse's back and called out to Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong turned his eyes slightly.
Tang Sanzang said gently:
"You met the two Bodhisattvas earlier. How could you fail to pay your respects?"
Sun Wukong fell silent.
Tang Sanzang sighed.
"I know you harbor resentment, but everything was done with the common people of the world in mind. I hope you can be more rational."
Sun Wukong gave a mocking laugh.
Tang Sanzang did not understand and continued persuading him:
"We are traveling west to seek the true scriptures, while the two Bodhisattvas have comprehended those scriptures. They are compassionate, merciful, and saviors of those in suffering. They are true Bodhisattvas. As disciples of the Buddhist School, we should worship and respect them. We must not be rude."
Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Sanzang, hefted the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and flipped straight ahead in a single somersault. He stepped onto a Somersault Cloud and was about to fly away.
Tang Sanzang was stunned and hurriedly said:
"Wukong, what are you doing?!"
"Scouting ahead."
"...Then come back soon."
Tang Sanzang hurriedly shouted, but a streak of golden light flashed through the void and vanished. How could he still see Sun Wukong's figure?
"This..."
Tang Sanzang was speechless. He found the situation extremely troublesome.
In name, he and Sun Wukong were master and disciple.
But Sun Wukong clearly did not submit to him. Trying to discipline him was practically as difficult as