"Understood, honored guest!"
Miss Wild Boar said this, turned, and withdrew. The farther she went, the faster she walked, until at last she covered her mouth and rushed out of the great hall.
Only after a long while did the sound of weeping reach Sun Wukong's ears.
"Professional!"
Sun Wukong sighed.
Even he felt the words he had said were a little hurtful, but they had been his honest opinion!
Besides, for that female demon to hold back for so long before crying—was that not professional?
Of course, that was his own sense of beauty.
If it were the wild boar clan, then in their eyes, this Miss Wild Boar demon would definitely be the kind of beauty pursued by ten thousand boars.
In the distance, the Six-Eared Macaque strolled along, whistling.
He was surveying the terrain here, and also memorizing the combat strength and numbers of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain's demon soldiers.
He only governed one-tenth of the demons of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, so he only knew one-tenth of the data. The most complete and accurate data was naturally in the hands of that damned Saint Shit.
That was something he could not get access to by relying on his current position.
"I must find a way to send the information here to the Emperor as soon as possible."
Six-Eared's gaze was somewhat anxious. Just now had been the first time he saw the legendary Wutian, but that single glance had made his soul tremble in terror.
The Heavenly Court definitely did not know that such a powerful force was hidden in the shadows, plotting against the Three Realms like a venomous snake.
He had to warn the True Martial Great Emperor and have him make some preparations.
In addition, after seeing Wutian's terror, he no longer intended