Wukong stared at Little White Dragon for a while.
A golden gleam flashed through his eyes.
"Nothing wrong with your body."
He withdrew his gaze. "If you really feel unwell, tell me."
Little White Dragon nodded. "I understand, eldest brother."
A-Hu sat to Xuanzang's right. She had remained silent, quietly eating her meal.
Only when she heard their exchange did she raise her eyes and ask Little White Dragon, "You were perfectly fine when we entered the city. How did you end up like this?"
Little White Dragon set down his chopsticks.
"Tiger Sister, I'm fine. There were probably just too many people earlier. After all that noise, it's only natural to feel restless."
Bajie chuckled twice at that. "I reckon those female patrons scared you."
Little White Dragon immediately looked up. "Second brother, you were shouting pretty loudly yourself."
Bajie's chopsticks froze in midair. "Who was shouting? I was protecting an injured man!"
As he spoke, he pointed at True Immortal Ruyi nearby.
"If it had just been Old Pig there, you'd have seen who ended up screaming!"
Wukong remarked casually, "Stop boasting, idiot. All I know is, I heard someone yelling, 'I'm a pig!'"
Sha Wujing, who was eating, nodded earnestly at that.
"Eldest brother is right. I heard it too. It was second brother's voice."
"Old Sha!" Bajie suddenly shouted.
Sha Wujing jumped, looking utterly bewildered, and hurriedly asked, "Second brother, what's wrong?"
Seeing his reaction, Bajie looked from one to another in exasperation.
Wukong had one foot propped on the edge of his stool and was picking his ear with the Golden Cudgel.
A-Hu elegantly lifted a piece of leafy greens into her mouth, as though she had heard nothing.
Bajie then picked up his rice bowl, lowered his head, and resumed shoveling rice into his