Green Cloud Mountain, outside Banana Cave.
Wukong froze, then blurted out:
"Sister-in-law, you didn't know?!"
"That nephew of mine has taken over a cave dwelling called Fire Cloud Cave in Withered Pine Ravine, on Hao Mountain six hundred li away! He's turned bandit and calls himself the Holy Infant Great King!"
"From what the mountain god and earth god said, he's been at it for quite some time!"
Princess Iron Fan's face instantly turned deathly pale, and she swayed slightly.
Her beautiful eyes, once so spirited, were now filled with shock and disbelief. Her slender fingers clenched the Handkerchief in her hand.
Seeing this, Wukong inwardly groaned. Oh, no.
That old bull hid it from his wife, sent his son off to become a bandit king, then ran off to enjoy himself with his mistress. How did I end up stumbling into this?
But saving lives came first, and he could not afford to worry about much else. Wukong could only steel himself and give her a brief account of how her precious son had bullied the mountain god and earth god, transformed himself to set a roadside trap, burned his master, been wounded by him, and finally dragged Little White Dragon underground, leaving them both trapped.
As Princess Iron Fan listened, her face went from white to red, then from red to dark with fury.
When she heard that Red Boy had been wounded, her breath caught, and she bit down hard on her lower lip.
She took a deep breath and looked at Wukong, her voice trembling slightly:
"Brother... was he... badly hurt?"
Wukong scratched his cheek, feeling rather embarrassed. For the mighty Great Sage Equal to Heaven to have dealt such a heavy blow to a junior hardly sounded good.
But Wukong was no longer the same