On the Journey to the West Road, Sun Wukong left the Vine Dao Venerable Group chat and could not help taking another look at White Bone Ridge ahead.
They had already reached the edge of White Bone Ridge.
Then he looked back at the Scripture-Seeking Party, his gaze settling on one disgruntled member.
"Hey, Eldest Senior Brother, where are we now? Master and I are hungry. Hurry ahead and see whether there are any households."
The moment Sun Wukong looked back, Zhu Bajie, who had been sulking all along, spoke without the slightest courtesy.
"Oh, Master, I can't walk much farther. I'm hungry. Let's rest a while."
Zhu Bajie started making trouble. He tossed aside his Nine-Toothed Rake and began wailing about his hardships.
Clearly, Zhu Bajie's resentment was not so easily dispelled. Having just been knocked down from Eldest Senior Brother to Second Senior Brother, he had reverted to his lazy, gluttonous, salted-fish ways.
"Bajie, didn't you eat just a little while ago?"
Seeing Zhu Bajie throw down his responsibilities and prepare to stop walking, Tang Sanzang was the first to express his confusion.
It had been less than two hours since their last meal.
Tang Sanzang had also noticed that ever since Sun Wukong had taken Zhu Bajie's place, Zhu Bajie seemed far less diligent.
He knew Zhu Bajie was upset and had thought he would get over it in a couple of days.
Unexpectedly, three or four full days had passed, and Zhu Bajie had only grown worse. He no longer showed the initiative or sense of responsibility he had possessed as Eldest Senior Brother.
"Master, it's not as if you don't know me. I get hungry easily! Seeking the scriptures is hard work. Besides, Master, there are mountains upon mountains ahead. How will we have the