By the Flowing Sand River, Sha Wujing watched the monkey beside him roasting fish with a wooden stick and couldn't help asking, "Eldest Senior Brother, you're the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, after all. How could you willingly accompany Master on his journey to the Western Heaven?"
Sun Wukong sighed, then carefully glanced at Tang Sanzang, who was eating with grease all over his mouth, before replying, "If that bald... Master hadn't used his Great Mighty Dragon technique on me back then, Old Sun wouldn't have given in."
Zhu Bajie said, "Master's Great Mighty Dragon is insanely powerful."
Sha Wujing sighed. "Master is so powerful. Why does he still need the three of us to go with him?"
Sun Wukong thought for a moment. "To serve tea and water, look after him, and be his cheer squad."
As he spoke, the sorrow on Sun Wukong's face was impossible to hide.
Nearby, Tang Xuan bit into the grilled fish with gusto and glared resentfully toward Spirit Mountain. "Damn it, I've transmigrated into a bald monk again, and now they expect me to fetch the scriptures? Just wait. Once I tear..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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