Guanyin, You Stinky Little Sister, Does Your Face Hurt?

But of all things, she should not have used this matter to embellish her compassionate image, especially not in front of Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang.

What was even worse—she had not mentioned Lin Zhu at all.

When Ao Lie heard the words, "I personally pleaded with the Jade Emperor on his behalf," at the bottom of the ravine, he nearly ground his dragon fangs to pieces. He endured and endured, repeatedly telling himself that the greater picture mattered and that he must not act impulsively. But when Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke of "arranging for him to wait here for you," that lofty, self-righteous tone finally shattered his restraint completely—stealing credit was one thing, but she was stealing his elder brother's credit. How could he tolerate that?

So Ao Lie exploded on the spot.

The way he shot out from the ravine bottom made him look less like a dragon and more like a javelin launched from a slingshot.

His dragon body circled once through the air, and the wind it raised sent broken stones along the ravine bank rolling everywhere. Tang Sanzang staggered under the blast and nearly fell, hastily grabbing Sun Wukong's Tiger Skin Skirt to steady himself.

Ao Lie hovered in midair, dragon head raised high, his golden dragon pupils fixed on Guanyin Bodhisattva atop the Lotus Throne. His voice emerged from his dragon maw, carrying barely contained fury and contempt. "Guanyin Bodhisattva, you are utterly shameless!"

The instant that roar rang out, all of Eagle Stream Ravine fell silent.

Golden Head Attendant's eyes widened. The Five Directions Attendants collectively froze. Someone among the Six Ding and Six Jia instinctively covered their mouth. The Time Ledger in the Four Duty Officers' hands nearly fell to the ground.

Little White Dragon was calling Guanyin Bodhisattva shameless? Did this dragon