"Strange. Why haven't Sun Wukong and the others come here yet?"
Gold Horn King gazed outside the cave dwelling, growing anxious despite himself.
What on earth were Sun Wukong and the others thinking?
Had they forgotten that Tang Sanzang was still in the brothers' hands?
Or did Sun Wukong simply not care about his master, Tang Sanzang?
Gold Horn King had grown somewhat familiar with the Heaven-Shaking Staff in his hands, but he still felt a barrier between himself and the weapon.
At a time like this, his thoughts naturally turned to Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong and his companions were all formidable, and their well-practiced teamwork meant that even with the Heaven-Shaking Staff in hand, Gold Horn King had to give his all to suppress them.
They were the perfect opponents for Gold Horn King to hone his command of the Heaven-Shaking Staff!
Unfortunately, something must have happened. Sun Wukong and the others had not come even once!
"Could those fellows know that we brothers won't hurt Tang Sanzang?"
Gold Horn King's heart was full of questions.
"That's absolutely impossible. Although all the great powers know that this great calamity is nothing more than a scheme..."
"Sun Wukong and the others are the central figures in this great calamity. There's no way they could know!"
"Neither Spirit Mountain nor any of us would ever let them learn about it!"
Silver Horn King shook his head outright. Such a thing simply could not happen.
If those people knew what this whole affair really was, would they still journey to the Western Heaven in all sincerity to obtain the true scriptures?
Tang Sanzang, a devout Buddhist, might still go to the Western Heaven.
But proud, unruly fellows like Sun Wukong would never do such a thing.
And since they had all made