In the room where the scripture-fetching party was being held.
Although Qingfeng and Mingyue felt helpless, they dared not question Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi's instructions.
Thus, despite their displeasure, they came to the room where the group had been tortured and untied their ropes. Then they said coldly, "By our Master's command, you may leave."
"Leave Wuzhuang Temple as soon as possible. You are not permitted to linger here."
"Get out!"
With that, Qingfeng and Mingyue could not be bothered to pay the others any further attention. They swept their sleeves and left.
Clearly.
The two of them were deeply displeased.
But since this was Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi's decision, they, as mere young Daoist attendants, naturally had no right to say anything more.
Meanwhile.
Once Qingfeng and Mingyue left, all five members of the scripture-fetching party were utterly dumbfounded.
What on earth was going on?
Just a few hours ago, Zhen Yuanzi had been threatening murder and mayhem, determined to blow this matter up and fight the Western Buddhist Sect to the bitter end. How had he become a completely different person after only two or three hours?
No matter how they looked at it, something was wrong here, wasn't it?
Tang Sanzang spoke first. "Something is wrong here, but I imagine it has something to do with Wukong's private conversation with Zhen Yuanzi earlier."
"Wukong, can you tell us about it?"
"At the very least, whatever happens, we should be prepared."
After Tang Sanzang spoke, Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, and Little White Dragon Ao Run chimed in one after another.
Clearly.
They were also deeply concerned about this and could not shake the feeling that something was wrong.
After all, they had never thought much of such things before. They were Transmigrators, possessed the devastating trump card of