Sha Wujing grew a little embarrassed under his gaze.
He hitched the load higher on his shoulder and gave an honest, good-natured smile.
"You're both right, senior brothers."
"But I'm fine. I can still carry it."
Bajie pouted and hurried forward.
"Old Sha, honestly! I'm looking out for you, and you don't even know what's good for you!"
Wukong jumped down from the rock and grabbed Bajie by the ear.
"You fool, stop bullying Old Sha."
Bajie tilted his head in pain.
"Ow, ow, ow! Easy! My ear's coming off!"
Bajie grimaced, guarding his ear with both hands.
"Brother Monkey, how am I bullying him? I'm looking out for him!"
Wukong sneered.
"If you really cared about Old Sha, you'd carry his load for a while."
Bajie's expression froze.
His eyes darted about, and he suddenly turned solemn.
"Brother Monkey, listen to yourself. This load is Old Sha's cultivation. How could Old Pig steal that from him? Wouldn't that ruin his cultivation? As his senior brothers, we mustn't do such a thing."
Wukong raised his foot.
Bajie instantly hopped aside.
"All right, all right, I'll shut up! I'll walk! I'll walk, all right?"
Wukong pointed down the road and scolded him with a laugh.
"On this journey, what day haven't we worn the moon and draped ourselves in stars, dined on wind and slept beside water?"
"While there's a road, we travel. Only when there's none do we stop."
"You've had just a few comfortable days, and you're already back to your old ways."
Bajie muttered under his breath.
"What comfortable days...?"
Wukong shot him a sidelong glance.
Bajie immediately straightened.
"Let's go! Old Pig loves traveling more than anything!"
Little White Dragon rolled his eyes at him again but said nothing.
Sha Wujing hitched his load higher.
"Second Senior