At those words, Bajie planted the Rake on the ground and pointed at Wukong, cursing:
"Bullshit! You stepped into our circle first! Who barged into your abode?"
He shot an extremely quick glance toward A-Hu, hiding one hand behind his back and waving it frantically.
He was signaling A-Hu to run.
His tongue never slowed for a moment. Wukong merely watched him and smiled.
"Isn't this my abode? Didn't you barge in without asking me?"
Bajie pushed another step forward, holding the Rake across his body.
"You shameless thing. We were clearly out in the open, but you moved us here."
He raised a hand and pointed around them.
"Besides, how can you prove this is your abode? This is clearly an empty house."
He took another step forward, blocking Wukong's view.
"Come, come, come. Let's go take a look together and argue this out properly!"
Wukong watched Bajie, the smile never leaving his face. "You only know how to play these little tricks now."
Before his words had faded, Wukong suddenly vanished.
Bajie's pupils contracted, and he spun around.
But a hairy hand was already pressed against Xuanzang's neck.
Xuanzang's expression remained unchanged. He pressed his palms together and began, "Benefactor."
But before he could finish-
Thud.
Xuanzang went limp.
A-Hu growled and whipped around. Wukong had already seized Xuanzang by the shoulder and back, holding him firmly in place.
A-Hu lunged. Wukong raised a leg to block the attack. A-Hu's forepaws struck his leg as though they had landed on a stone pillar.
"Master!"
Three voices erupted almost simultaneously.
Bajie's Rake whipped up a gale.
Little White Dragon's Silver Spear thrust out in a flash of cold light.
Sha Wujing swept his staff across, aiming straight for Wukong's back.
Wukong paid them no heed. He glanced down at