Dielan's tone had always been like this, as if everyone else owed him a great deal of money.
Sun Wukong and the others said nothing. Perhaps this was simply his personality. Earlier, when they had raced along the main road by riding the wind, Dielan had always followed behind them.
But now, in this bamboo forest, riding the wind only made it harder to move. Dielan's martial arts, on the other hand, let him stay at the front of the group. Sun Wukong and the others could barely keep up.
They crossed the mountaintop, then headed down the far side of the mountain until they reached the halfway point. At that moment, Dielan, who was ahead of them, suddenly stopped and said, "It's right ahead, inside that house."
Sun Wukong and the others were already panting heavily. When they suddenly stopped, they finally saw a huge house standing amid the bamboo forest below.
The house appeared to be an extremely old brick building, its walls covered in gloomy gray tones. Creeping vines covered all four walls and even the roof.
"Have we arrived? Imperial Uncle Dielan, didn't you say there would still be danger? What should we watch out for later?"
Fahai looked at Dielan and asked seriously.
Dielan glanced at him without answering. He merely raised his head and stared at the house, his eyes flickering.
He slowly walked up to the house, then turned back toward Sun Wukong and the others and said, "That person is imprisoned here. He's very dangerous. That's what I wanted to tell you."
Sun Wukong frowned and suddenly said, "How dangerous could he be? Imperial Uncle Dielan, do you have no confidence in our strength?"
"Hmph!" Dielan glanced at him, a trace of disdain in his eyes. "Sun Wukong, do you think you're