Jiang Ming knew these underlings of his past-life incarnation, Wutian, very well. They clung to life and feared death, bullied the weak and cowered before the strong. Once a few of them died, they would learn where they could go and where they could not.
For the next eleven years, Jiang Ming only needed to cultivate patiently and wait quietly for the right moment. There was no need for him to fret over anything else.
Soon, Son Goku hurried over. Judging by the situation, however, his arrival had brought trouble to Jiang Ming as well.
"You're the Monkey King, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, right? Do you know why so many people want to capture me?"
To stay in character, Jiang Ming casually asked the question.
"These things aren't for you to know yet. All you need to know is that I won't deceive you, and I'll protect you. That's enough."
Son Goku spoke.
Jiang Ming nodded inwardly. Among the many versions of Son Goku across parallel universes, the one in this world could be called the smartest, strongest, and most capable.
He was practically the sort you could find no fault with.
His only quirk was his fondness for saying, "You fell before I even made my move." That was a little awkward.
Yet Zhu Bajie was still following Son Goku around, even secretly transmitting his voice to him.
"Monkey Bro, why don't we offer Ling'er to Wutian Buddha? A wise man knows which way the wind blows."
Zhu Bajie spoke.
"Bajie, do you know something? Although I don't know who you are, I'm now certain that you aren't my junior brother, Zhu Bajie."
Son Goku suddenly turned to Zhu Bajie and spoke.
"Monkey Bro, what are you talking about?"
Zhu Bajie's expression changed as he spoke.
"Hmph.