Perfect Plan

The figure in the sky was unrestrained and defiant, like a god, like a demon. Like a vortex, he drew everyone's eyes toward him.

The great banner behind him snapped loudly in the raging wind.

It made him appear especially tall and imposing.

He remained suspended in midair for a while, seemingly savoring the scent of freedom.

Having dealt with the army of extraterrestrial demons, Sun Wukong descended back onto the stone bridge.

"Senior Brother!"

Ao Yulie rushed over and wrapped Sun Wukong in a hug, spinning him around with the magic of love. "You're back!"

"Put me down."

Sun Wukong's face darkened. "Damn it, my feet are off the ground! Couldn't you have crouched down to hug me?"

Still, seeing how excited Ao Yulie was, he could not bring himself to free up a hand and teach his junior brother a lesson.

"Senior Brother." Pig Bajie took several steps back, doing his best to meet Sun Wukong's eyes at level height.

"Bajie." Sun Wukong grinned. Bajie was still the thoughtful and sensible one.

But wasn't he smiling a little too happily? Did he think he could slack off from now on and lie on the ground sleeping all day?

"What happened?"

Tang Luo strolled over leisurely, directing the question at Pig Bajie.

"It's like this, Master..." Pig Bajie recounted everything that had happened in this world.

Sun Wukong, meanwhile, looked toward Sha Wujing with a somewhat strange expression. "Old Sha?"

Sha Wujing nodded steadily as he looked at this unfamiliar yet strangely familiar man—handsome, defiant, brimming with wildness, though a little short. "Senior Brother."

Sun Wukong smiled and did not dwell on Sha Wujing's changes. His nostrils flared twice. "I smell something unpleasant."

"Heh, you stinking monkey, Stable Master. Since when did you start sniffing out smells?" Yang Jian's