Ye Chen spoke up, signaling Zhu Bajie not to worry.
Hearing Ye Chen's voice, Zhu Bajie let out a quiet sigh of relief.
"Little Ye, why are you still up so late?"
"There's no time to explain, Brother Zhu. Wake the monk—we have to get out of here. Hurry, something's happened."
"Hm? What happened?" Ye Chen's words made Zhu Bajie's heart skip a beat. Could things really have turned out just as Sun Wukong had said?
"You and Monkey Brother already went outside, right?"
As soon as Ye Chen asked that, Sun Wukong knew something was wrong. He simply nodded, deciding to be honest.
"You both saw the state of the Ginseng Fruit Tree in the back courtyard, right? That was all the handiwork of that tall, skinny Daoist. But because you happened to pass by, you fell right into his trap. He just told all the disciples that you and Monkey Brother did it."
"What? That stinking Daoist really thinks I wouldn't dare touch him? Damn it, he dares to frame me, Old Sun? He's asking for it!
"No. I'm going to find him. Let's see if he can still talk so tough with my Adamantine Staff in front of him."
After cursing furiously, Sun Wukong insisted on going to have it out with the Daoist.
"Monkey Brother, wait! There's no point in going after him now. Look outside first."
As he spoke, Ye Chen pointed out the window.
Moonlight cast a person's head-shaped shadow onto the window. Needless to say, the young Daoists of Wuzhuang Temple had surrounded the place completely. If Sun Wukong opened the door now, it would only make it harder to clear their names.
"So what? I can't clear my name anyway. Back when I wreaked Havoc in Heaven, I never so much as