Sun Wukong stood in Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
He had not drawn out the Jingu Bang, nor was he wearing the Chainmail Golden Armor. His hands hung at his sides, and his face was piled with smiles.
The smile was unnatural, his mouth pulled somewhat stiffly, but he was indeed smiling.
All the immortals in the hall felt that there was something off about this monkey.
Back when he had caused Havoc in Heaven, this demon monkey had not been like this!
Back then, he had smashed immortal after immortal with a single swing of his staff, killing who knew how many gods. He had not even given the Jade Emperor any face.
And now? He was standing there properly and had even taken the initiative to bow?
What was going on???
"Hehe, don't be nervous."
Seeing the immortal officials on both sides still unconsciously backing away, Sun Wukong hurriedly cupped his hands again. "This time, Old Sun came to ask everyone for a favor, not to cause trouble."
Taibai Golden Star switched his whisk from his left hand to his right, then from his right hand back to his left. The sight before him simply did not feel real.
Zhang Daoling's hand stroking his beard froze before his chest and did not come down for a long while.
The immortals in the hall exchanged looks, all reading the same meaning in one another's eyes: Could this demon monkey have been controlled by some evil technique?
The Jade Emperor sat upright upon the dragon throne.
His fingers tapped against the armrest one beat at a time as his gaze swept over Sun Wukong twice.
This monkey had been so wildly arrogant when he caused Havoc in Heaven, yet now he had voluntarily lowered his head. The contrast was simply too great.