Hearing Gungun's words, A Bei was utterly bewildered. Then A Bei unrolled the scroll and discovered that it actually depicted a white bear flashing a peace sign and a radiant smile. That bear... looked awfully familiar.
"That's you in the painting. I just came back from Chaos, where I asked the Saint to let you be the scripture pilgrim and journey to the Western Heaven," Gungun said, fishing for praise. "Well? Isn't this a great assignment?"
"..." At that, A Bei fell silent. A few seconds later, A Bei rolled up the scroll, tucked it into a broad, long belt, and answered Gungun, "It is a great assignment, but... True Form, I don't want to fetch scriptures from the Western Heaven."
"What?" Gungun had been resting on the ice. Hearing this, the whole bear froze. You don't want to fetch the scriptures?
"Fetching scriptures from the Western Heaven is Tang Sanzang's job. I don't know the first thing about Buddhist teachings. All I know are a few phrases like 'Amitabha' and 'Good indeed, good indeed.' Sending me to fetch scriptures would be sheer nonsense," A Bei explained, then suggested to Gungun, "Let Golden Cicada go instead. He's a good fit."
Gungun blinked and reminded the foolish bear, "The scripture pilgrim gets merit, you know. Don't you want it?"
"I do."
"Then why..."
"But I'm not suited to it. Besides, the scripture pilgrimage is a road of demon slaying. Fighting all the way from the Eastern Land to the Western Lands-how much sinful slaughter would that bring? I hung up my claws years ago. I don't want to fight anyone anymore. True Form, please find someone else." A Bei bowed to Gungun with clasped paws and apologized.
Gungun: "..."
*I have no problem finding someone else, but if someone else fetches