After hearing Wutian's words, Maitreya Buddha fell silent.
Outside the Buddha Kingdom in Palm, the situation was drawn swords and bent crossbows, but inside the Buddha Kingdom, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Yuan Hong sat down cross-legged like an old man and began pouring out endless revelations about a certain Emperor's past, while his sole listener crouched beside him, listening as attentively as a primary school student in class, strange lights flashing again and again in his eyes.
"I never thought the Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor's daughter... had such a romantic past!"
After listening, Sun Wukong sighed with feeling, "He truly is a... model for our generation!"
To be honest, only that group from back during the Investiture of the Gods knew a little about Lu Chuan and Longji's affairs, and even then, they did not know very clearly.
Later, because the two of them wanted to avoid suspicion, they only met in private, and Lu Chuan had also been flourishing in the Heavenly Court, so the immortals naturally did not dare wag their tongues about him behind his back.
As for those immortals who joined later, they had even less chance of knowing.
Those immortals did not know, so how would Sun Wukong, who had never gone to mix in the Heavenly Court, know?
"Right?" Yuan Hong chuckled.
"Speaking of which—"
Sun Wukong glanced at Yuan Hong beside him. "If you and the Emperor were on such good terms, how come you didn't become an immortal, and got trapped here instead?"
"You think he didn't invite me? It was just that something went wrong with my cultivation, so I didn't go."
Yuan Hong looked at this Buddha Kingdom world, helplessness flashing through his eyes. "In short, if we want to get out of here, we have to break