When the sun first came out in the morning, the golden sunshine passed through the mist of Huaguo Mountain and fell on the cliffs. However, no matter how bright the sunshine was, it could not drive away the chill that was so cold that it was bone-chilling.
"Be quick, you stupid monkey! Don't wait too long! If you don't pick one less fruit today, you won't be able to eat!"
The old monkey's voice was sharp and ear-piercing, just like a rusty broken knife, scratching hard on Sun Wugu's ears.
Sun Wugou looked back and saw the old monkey's wrinkled face, filled with impatience and disgust.
The monkeys nearby were also laughing, their eyes full of mockery.
