Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said calmly to Wu Feng, "You don't need to do this. With me, many things are very straightforward. You're my disciple, and your main task is to protect me. In return, you'll receive a chance of your own."
Tang Sanzang was a senior monk, but whenever he spoke now, profit came first.
Wu Feng, however, didn't dare look at Tang Sanzang that way. He remained extremely respectful as he said, "Master, your disciple will do his utmost."
"Good. If that's how you think, then that's naturally for the best."
Tang Sanzang rose as he spoke and said, "We should continue on our way. Let's find somewhere to stay by nightfall."
Wu Feng nodded and followed. His clone continued carrying the luggage as they walked beside each other.
After walking for a while, when night was about to fall, Tang Sanzang suddenly stopped Wu Feng. Looking ahead, he said calmly, "May I ask which expert is ahead?"
"Hahaha, you monk, you've got some sharp eyes."
A rough voice came from the side.
Then several men dressed like bandits emerged from the woods on both sides. They glared fiercely at Tang Sanzang and Wu Feng, as if they were looking at prey.
Tang Sanzang remained calm beneath their gaze and said, "You must be making a living here through robbery. Unfortunately, this poor monk possesses nothing of value and cannot satisfy you."
The men dressed like bandits were all displeased by his words. One of their leaders pointed at Tang Sanzang's kasaya and said, "That kasaya of yours is obviously a fine item, yet you claim you possess nothing of value? Are you looking to die?"
Tang Sanzang lowered his head and glanced at his kasaya. Then he sighed and turned to Wu Feng, saying helplessly,