Had Sun Wukong promised Chen Wei that he could bring Red Boy back?
Of course he hadn't.
The monkey was as shrewd as they came. Why would he casually entangle himself in someone else's family affairs?
But before leaving, he had indeed plucked out a hair and given it to Chen Wei.
After spending so long navigating the Heavenly Court's official circles, Chen Wei understood all too well what that hair meant. It wasn't a magical treasure. It was authorization to act at his discretion.
What did acting at his discretion look like?
Exactly this.
As long as he carried out Taishang Laojun's assignment beautifully, leaving none of the mighty figures involved any grounds for complaint, who would care if he did a little boasting and waved a few imposing banners along the way?
Conversely, if he botched the assignment and lost face in the process, that would be a very serious problem.
That was why Chen Wei dared to lie to Madam Iron Fan's face without so much as blinking.
Seeing that Madam Iron Fan was clearly tempted, Chen Wei immediately struck while the iron was hot. "Madam, there's no time to lose. Send a message and call Brother Bull back right now. I'll immediately dispatch a capable Immortal Official to Mount Putuo in the South Sea and bring Red Boy over for a reunion!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Lord Chen, you truly put your heart into your work!"
Madam Iron Fan nodded repeatedly, all traces of her earlier fiery temper gone.
With her own flesh and blood involved, she couldn't wait another moment. She hurriedly took a Voice Transmission Jade Talisman from her sleeve, stepped aside, and began sending urgent messages to the Bull Demon King, who had been sent flying to who knew which mountain.
At the sight,