"Come, Masters, you must be hungry after going so long without a meal. I've prepared some vegetarian dishes for you," Xiao Yun said with a smile, carrying the food over to Tang Sanzang.
"Little Master, Little Master, hurry and give me some!" Bound up, Zhu Bajie wriggled toward Xiao Yun like an earthworm, rolling and crawling as best he could.
"Hehe, Brother Pig, don't rush. I'll untie you first." Smiling, Xiao Yun stepped forward and loosened the ropes. "Master Xiao Yun, isn't that a little inappropriate? If your Martial Ancestor finds out you untied us without permission, he'll blame you."
Tang Sanzang sounded worried.
"Hehe, it's fine. My Martial Ancestor dotes on me. He wouldn't blame me over such a small thing. Masters, hurry up and eat." Xiao Yun didn't think much of it and carried the dishes over to Tang Sanzang.
Zhu Bajie stuffed down four steamed buns in one go before finally feeling a little less hungry. He chewed as he spoke.
"Xiao Yun, aren't you afraid we'll break free and run away? We were the ones who tore down your Martial Ancestor's Ginseng Fruit Tree, after all," Zhu Bajie said in a hushed voice with a chuckle.
"How could that be? You Masters are good people. You'd never do something like that. Someone else must have torn down the tree." To Zhu Bajie's teasing, Xiao Yun simply smiled and replied softly.
"Hmm? You're so sure?" Zhu Bajie was extremely surprised by Xiao Yun's answer. After all, Huang Tian had laid his plans step by step, and everything pointed to Tang Sanzang and his disciples. Of the hundred or so people in the temple, there wasn't a single one who didn't believe they were responsible.
And yet Xiao Yun alone remained unwaveringly certain.
"Hehe, of course. I'm very