Chen Sanzang forcefully stuffed a chicken leg into the mouth of the swearing monkey and casually spoke.
"What? Get out, so you're the bald donkey sent by the Buddhist Sect to retrieve the scriptures on this Journey to the West?"
The monkey mumbled unclearly as he gnawed on the chicken leg.
He unleashed powerful strength, flipping himself over like a salted fish, lying on his back and looking at the Drinking and Eating Monk.
"Amitabha, Little Kongkong, how are you speaking? Can this poor monk be the same as a bald donkey? You better reorganize your words, or else... hehe."
Chen Sanzang smirked coldly, his eyes deliberately glancing toward the peak of the Five Elements Mountain.
This ain't an implied hint, but outright obvious!
"Amitabha, turns out it's the Saint Monk from Great Qin, my Old Sun just misspoke, misspoke, don't mind it ha."
Sun Wukong cheerfully tapped his mouth, cursing inwardly.
He, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, now threatened by another bald donkey!
