"Kid, stop provoking Master. Can't you see he's about to go berserk? Are you trying to get us all killed?"
Sha Wujing's telepathic message came through to Wu Feng in a single line.
Sun Wukong also sent him a telepathic message. "Wu Feng, you'd better comply with Master's request and stop provoking him. The way he is now, I feel like he could strike at any moment and wipe us all out."
Zhu Bajie said nothing, but even after walking away, he continued watching this way. His eyes were filled with worry.
The veins on White Dragon Horse's body had all bulged out. Judging by his appearance, he could flee at any moment. His horse eyes were fixed this way, filled with despair.
Clearly, after being ridden by Tang Sanzang all this time, White Dragon Horse had already been under tremendous pressure. In this situation, the only thing he could do was run like mad, even if it was futile.
Wu Feng heard everything. He knew that these fellows were all terrified at this very moment, and they were trying to persuade him.
Yet Wu Feng still said nothing. He simply looked at Tang Sanzang.
Tang Sanzang suddenly rose to his feet. He was very tall, even a little taller than Wu Feng.
Looking down at Wu Feng from above, Tang Sanzang said coldly, "Wu Feng, what do you mean by this?"
Wu Feng saw that Tang Sanzang was on the verge of going berserk, but he still said firmly, "Master, I can sense that your heart is still filled with many thoughts at this moment. You're also wavering over me, aren't you?"
Tang Sanzang looked at Wu Feng in silence. The atmosphere was oppressive.
After a while, Tang Sanzang finally said, "Wu Feng, you are my disciple. Having you