Clang.
Zhu Zizhen threw his Precious Sword to the ground. "What kind of damned colonel is this? I quit!"
He still stank all over.
No matter how he looked at it, he had never imagined that the dignified post of Army Inspector Colonel of the West Garden would mean raising pigs.
His headquarters held no soldiers, only piglets.
"How could that muddleheaded king humiliate me like this?" Yuan Hong bared his teeth, his monkey fur standing on end, and wildly swung his Water-Fire Staff. "A whole room full of monkeys! I thought he was an enlightened ruler who could accept the Monster Tribe. Who knew he would disgrace us like this!"
Even the honest ox spirit Jin Dasheng could not sit still. "If he wanted me to raise cattle, why appoint me a colonel? He could have just called me a cowherd!"
"I quit, I quit! To hell with this official post! You can know a man's face without knowing his heart. What kind of justice is this? We killed thousands of enemies for him on the battlefield, and this is how he treats us!" Dai Li barked twice and flung aside his official seal.
Chang Hao flicked his tongue with a hiss and said ominously, "Why don't we poison that muddleheaded king a little? Let's see whether he dares humiliate us again."
Yang Xian stroked his beard and reached out to stop them. "Brothers, you mustn't."
"Why not?"
Seventh Brother, Yang Xian, lacked strength. The Seven Monsters of Mount Mei ranked in descending order of fighting prowess, but when it came to brains, that order had to be reversed.
Yang Xian said slowly, "King Zhou is an enlightened ruler. He could not possibly do something so foolish. Even a muddleheaded king would recognize our abilities. There must be something