Seeing Xuanzang head outside, Wukong immediately followed.
Bajie and the others came after him.
Hearing their footsteps, the scarlet-robed official hurriedly turned around.
"Please wait, honored masters."
She stepped sideways, blocking Wukong's path.
"Her Majesty has decreed that only the Imperial Younger Brother is to accompany her to the palace. The rest of you are asked to remain here for the banquet."
Wukong smiled. "I know."
He pointed at Xuanzang's retreating back. "I can at least see my master to the door, can't I?"
Bajie added, "We're all from the bride's side. We'll come back for the feast once we've seen him off. We won't hold anything up."
The scarlet-robed official looked from Wukong to Bajie. "Of course you may see the Imperial Younger Brother to the door."
"But Her Majesty is here in person. If any of you were to offend her, we could never bear the consequences."
Wukong waved a hand. "Fine, fine, I won't hit anyone. Enough chatter."
Wukong turned to Little White Dragon. "Little White, don't come out. Stay here and copy scriptures with Old Sha."
Little White Dragon nodded. "Understood, Eldest Brother."
A-Hu stood beside the table and glanced at the red light flickering outside.
"Eldest Brother, I don't like crowds either. I won't go."
Wukong acknowledged him.
After two steps, he suddenly stopped.
Wukong glanced at True Immortal Ruyi, who still stood where he was, dressed in red, his hands tucked into his sleeves.
The red lantern light spilled in from outside, falling across half his face.
Wukong watched him for a moment, then suddenly said, "Hey, fool. Stop standing there playing dead."
True Immortal Ruyi raised his eyes to Wukong.
"For Brother Bull's sake, I'll give you one last piece of advice," Wukong said. "There's still time to agree to my master's offer.