Wukong naturally still harbored some resentment. Chu Xingchen's promise back then had been as good as no promise at all.
But now that he saw him arrive in person, his heart naturally settled as well. At least things certainly would not be as bad as they had been at the start.
Wukong breathed a sigh of relief and asked:
"How many reinforcements came? And where have the Buddhas of the Great Thunderclap Temple retreated to now?"
Chu Xingchen casually picked up a pebble with spiritual power and tossed it at the struggling Winter Melon. Without question, it struck her as she shook her head.
The blow did little damage, but it was clearly deeply insulting.
Winter Melon's body, which had lacked even the strength to squirm, began writhing again.
Chu Xingchen raised his brows slightly and stepped back twice before answering:
"Just me. As for those Buddhas, they're still searching all over the Western Ox-He Continent."
Wukong looked doubtful. "Don't you know what's happening now? You dared come here alone?"
"Don't you know who I am?" Chu Xingchen said with a smile. "When the Buddhist Sect comes after you, no one stands up for you. But when they come after me, someone will stand up for me."
"The Buddhist Sect isn't stupid. With my backing, even Ru Nan would have to call me his young friend if he came, wouldn't he?"
At these words, silence fell for a moment.
Wukong fell briefly silent. Perhaps he had fled too many times, with the other side striking to kill, and had forgotten even this for a moment.
Only... those words sounded a little familiar.
Remembering something, Wukong looked toward Winter Melon.
He seemed to have said something like that to Winter Melon himself once. No wonder she had looked so furious then.