"What's wrong with this hat?" Sun Wukong stopped just before putting it on and looked at Ye Chen. Tang Sanzang also looked at Ye Chen, his face displeased.
"This hat... Why are you asking so many questions? Since you came out from under Five Finger Mountain, have I ever done anything to hurt you?" Ye Chen suddenly grew anxious.
He didn't dare reveal the truth about the hat, because if he did, he might expose the fact that he knew the entire course of the Journey to the West. But he also couldn't bear to see the monkey bound by the Golden Fillet.
"You haven't hurt me, no, but this hat looks quite nice. If you won't let me wear it, you'd better have a reason, right?" Sun Wukong was puzzled too.
"I—I don't have a reason! If I say don't wear it, then don't wear it. Why ask so many questions?" Ye Chen stammered, unable to come up with a reason. Seeing him like this, Sun Wukong thought Ye Chen was jealous that he had a hat.
"I say, you brat, if you're jealous, you don't have to make it so obvious! Are you envious because Master gave me a hat?" After saying that, Sun Wukong tried to plop the hat onto Ye Chen's head.
"Here, have a turn first." Sun Wukong meant well, but the gesture made Ye Chen jump in fright. The hat didn't only work on Sun Wukong; if Ye Chen put it on, it would be worse than death.
"Don't mess around!" Ye Chen hurriedly knocked Sun Wukong's hand aside. Just then, he thought of a good idea.
"Tell me, Tang Sanzang, we left Chang'an City together back then. At the time, you didn't even know you'd take this disciple. So why did you think