"But how could this monster collect so many secrets?"
Zhu Bajie voiced the question on his mind.
"Are they real?" Tang Sanzang also looked at Sandy.
"Real or false, everyone has a scale in their heart."
Sandy gave an ambiguous answer, then looked at Tang Sanzang. "Master, that shouldn't be your concern right now! After seeing the truth behind the Journey to the West, have you lost faith in it?"
"Master, I'm telling you, there's no need."
"So what if it's the truth? What does it matter if it's an illusion?"
"You've already accepted the Great Tang emperor's decree. You still have to fetch these Mahayana Buddhist scriptures. Can you refuse?"
Tang Sanzang shook his head numbly, his smile bitter and helpless. Indeed, what did knowing the truth change? What did it matter if he knew all this had been arranged by the Buddhist Sect? Didn't he still bear that mission?
He still had to fetch the scriptures!
"I can't refuse either! Your Journey to the West is my only path to redeeming myself."
"So our interests align. From here on, I'll escort you as you continue fetching the scriptures... Forget everything I showed you earlier. Treat it as though you never saw it, and keep an even heart as you continue."
Sandy said, "On the contrary, now that you know the Bodhisattva, the Buddha, and the others will support your quest, you're certain to obtain the True Scriptures and complete the task the Great Tang emperor entrusted to you. Things go well for you, things go well for me, things go well for everyone-that's what truly counts."
"Yes, yes, Master, forget what you saw earlier!"
"And forget those unpleasant things, too. We all fell for the monster's trick. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, we just need