"Hmph, what are you here for?" Zhu Bajie saw the priest's craven expression and decided not to waste any more time on him. After all, there was no point.
He swung the rake twice and demanded coldly.
"Um, I—I came to let the elders know that I've prepared a vegetarian meal for you. I was wondering if you have time to come and eat now. If not, I can have someone bring it to you."
After Zhu Bajie scared him like that, the lanky priest's attitude softened considerably. He bowed and scraped, acting as meek as could be.
"Then why haven't you brought it over yet? What are you waiting for?" Seeing his chance, Zhu Bajie decided not to let him off the hook and barked at him.
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll go prepare it right away."
"No need, benefactor. We'll go over there to eat." Tang Sanzang stopped the priest as he was about to leave and spoke gently.
"All right, all right. Then please follow me, masters." With that, he hurried ahead to lead the way.
"Master, why do we have to go over there? Wouldn't it be better to have them bring it here? We've been tired for days." Zhu Bajie grumbled when he heard this.
"Bajie, we're guests here. How can we order people around?"
"But Little Ye paid for it! When we pay, we're the customers, and they should give us good service. Otherwise, wouldn't our money be wasted?" After spending years among mortals, Zhu Bajie knew at least that much.
The priest leading them heard this and was left speechless.
What was this? Did he think this place was an inn? And what was this about customers? Where had he picked up such nonsense?
But with Zhu Bajie's gleaming Nine-toothed Rake in view, the