After finishing all that, Tang Sanzang paid no attention whatsoever to what the old woman thought and simply began wolfing down the food. He even pulled out a bottle of Wuliangye and started drinking and chatting with Sun Wukong and the others, looking perfectly at ease.
At first, Sun Wukong and the others might genuinely have felt a little restrained and embarrassed...
But once they got chatting with Tang Sanzang, the atmosphere in the room grew lively in no time.
"Listen, Wukong, our scripture-seeking team really depends on you to subdue demons and vanquish evil along the way. You've got a heavy burden on your shoulders."
"Exactly, Brother Monkey. We're counting on you for everything."
"Senior Brother is badass! Senior Brother is amazing!"
"No big deal. Basic stuff. Hold the applause!"
The master and his four disciples ate meat, drank liquor, and traded shameless compliments, leaving the old woman standing beside them feeling thoroughly awkward.
After all, both the old woman and the three daughters waiting behind the room were actually Bodhisattvas.
They had originally intended to seize this opportunity to earn merit while teaching the westbound Scripture-Seekers a proper lesson...
But they had never expected Tang Sanzang and his bunch to completely ignore the usual script.
That left them in quite a bind.
They wanted to speak, but had no idea how to cut in.
What were they supposed to do?
The old woman genuinely felt an urge to slap the whole bunch dead.
In the end, however, there was nothing she could do but wait until they finished eating.
Yet even a single meal took Tang Sanzang and his companions nearly three hours to finish.
"Hahaha, venerable monks, I have three daughters whom I'd like to introduce to you."
"The eldest is Zhenzhen, the second is Aiai, and