After the Black Bear Spirit returned to his cave to rest, Sun Wukong continued cursing outside. But the Black Bear Spirit stuck to his usual style, paying no attention whatsoever to Sun Wukong's insults.
Sun Wukong felt as if he'd thrown a heavy punch at a wad of cotton. The feeling left him deeply frustrated. This was the first time since he was born that he'd experienced the awkwardness of having nowhere to direct his strength.
Ye Chen couldn't keep sitting in the clouds any longer. He knew Sun Wukong must be furious by now. If he didn't offer him some advice soon, Sun Wukong might resort to violence, and then the kasaya might really be destroyed.
Although Ye Chen didn't have a good relationship with either Guanyin or Tang Sanzang, the kasaya didn't actually belong to either of them. It belonged to Buddha.
Thinking back to what Buddha had said to him beneath South Heaven Gate that day, Ye Chen suddenly felt that he couldn't simply stand by and watch Buddha's property get destroyed.
"Monkey, stop cursing. I have an idea." Ye Chen flew over beside Sun Wukong, but how could Sun Wukong listen to him now?
The anger in Sun Wukong's heart hadn't faded. Ye Chen couldn't calm him down—and even Buddha might not be able to. The only solution seemed to be for the Black Bear Spirit to show himself again and let Sun Wukong beat him to death. Only then would Sun Wukong's rage be appeased.
"Monkey, listen to me!" Ye Chen grabbed Sun Wukong's arm. Sun Wukong immediately turned around and glared at Ye Chen furiously. "Kid, don't get in Old Sun's way, or I'll beat you up too!"
"Monkey, are you being unreasonable again? What, do you want to pull off another Havoc in