The joke Lin Tian tossed out made the monsters smile knowingly, and they hurried to twist the knife in Sun Wukong's heart.
"Aaah! I've got it so damn rough! Group Master, you've got to come out and uphold justice! I only wanted to use this chance to expose Zhen Yuanzi's Journey to the West scheme and make those fellows squirm. Who would've thought-Group Master, you've got to stand up for me!"
Lin Tian kicking him while he was down left Sun Wukong wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear. He hurriedly turned to Group Master Tongtian again.
"Monkey, it's fine. Beatings mean affection, scoldings mean love. Zhunti must care a great deal about you as his disciple. Just bear it. What's wrong with a master beating his disciple?"
Yet Sun Wukong had never expected the Group Master to be a bird of the same feather, joining the crowd to watch the spectacle.
"Aaah, you heartless bastards!"
"Brother Ancestral Dragon! Help!"
"Brother Red Cloud, I'm doing this for Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi's sake! Give me a hand!"
Sun Wukong begged every powerful figure in the group, pleading with grandfathers and grandmothers alike. But they all delighted in his sudden crash and paid him no heed.
At that moment, Zhen Yuanzi was naturally somewhat stunned by what Patriarch Bodhi had done upon arriving.
Still, he did not plead for Sun Wukong. He first watched coldly from the sidelines, then, after Patriarch Bodhi had delivered more than a dozen lashes, said leisurely, "Fellow Daoist Bodhi, stop. My Ginseng Fruit Tree is already dead. Even if you beat Sun Wukong to death, my Ginseng Fruit Tree won't come back to life."
"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, there's no need to plead for this unruly monkey. He's incorrigible and deserves a beating!"
"Back then,