Temperament?
What use was that thing?
Sun Huo Wang clicked his tongue.
"Little Master Xuanzang, why do you care about such things? Whether I'm called Huo Wang or Shui Wang, Old Sun is still Old Sun. That won't change! Rather than dwelling on this, we should walk faster and reach the Western Heaven sooner, then bring that Mahayana Buddhist Law back to Chang'an."
"That way, you can complete your assignment."
"And the Buddha can be appeased."
After Sun Huo Wang said this, even Xuanzang could not help but sigh.
"Worthy of being a great demon, to possess such Spiritual Aptitude!"
"I remember now!"
"...I remember Master Xuanji called you Wukong, didn't she? How about I call you Wukong from now on too?"
"Wukong?"
Sun Huo Wang muttered.
He flicked the staff in his hand, slung it behind his back, and rested both hands on it as he said casually, "Little Master Xuanzang can call me whatever he likes!"
In any case, he thought Sun Huo Wang sounded better.
Hearing that, Xuanzang smiled. "Then I'll call you Wukong?"
"Wukong?"
"Mm."
"Wukong!"
"...What is it?"
"I'm hungry. Where should we stop for a meal?"
They only saw spring depart and autumn return.
Winter snow drifted through the air.
Summer winds came in waves.
In the Western Regions, the group of four pressed onward beneath the blazing sun. After crossing the eight-hundred-li Heaven-Piercing River, the temperature grew hotter by the day. Sun Huo Wang wore a vexed expression, while Yang Jian, following behind him, said slowly, "Monkey, why are you so agitated?"
"Why am I so agitated?"
Hearing Yang Jian's question, Sun Huo Wang turned and glared at him.
"You wouldn't want to know why I'm agitated!"
Stinky kid!
Let him try growing this much fur all over his body!
"When the heart