"Th-this is going too far! You dogs who look down on everyone! Who are you threatening? Come at us if you have the guts!"
Sun Wukong seemed so furious that one Buddha ascended to heaven and another sprang into existence. Gripping his Golden Cudgel, he made to smash the formation before him.
"Protector of the Imperial Horses! Don't!"
But Zhu Bajie stepped in front of him.
"Protector of the Imperial Horses, what are you trying to do? We came to ask for help, not to rob anyone! Is that how you ask someone for a favor?"
Zhu Bajie shot Sun Wukong another unceremonious glare.
"Ask! How long are we supposed to keep asking? If we waste any more time, that monster will eat Tang Sanzang! Then we might as well disband!"
Sun Wukong shot back.
"Protector of the Imperial Horses, can you stop bringing up disbanding over and over? Can't you see I'm trying to find a way?" Zhu Bajie had never found Sun Wukong so irritating.
"Fine. Let's see what you come up with, then. They've made it perfectly clear they don't want to see us."
Sun Wukong dumped the responsibility on him, folded his arms around the Golden-Banded Staff, and sulked on his own.
"By the way, Brother Yellow Wind, when are you going to nuke Lingji Bodhisattva's Dao Field? If you need any help from me, just say the word."
Sun Wukong was now looking forward even more to seeing Lingji's Dao Field blown up.
"Great Sage, you don't need to do anything. Just sit back and enjoy the show. I'll find an opening in a bit-and, most importantly, make Zhu Bajie take the blame."
The Yellow Wind Monster spoke with complete confidence.
"All right. I'll wait for the show."
Sun Wukong naturally knew Zhu Bajie would