I just transmigrated here, and you want me to fight Tang Monk and his disciples?!
P-please forgive me, Your Highness Consort! I’m Benbobab, not Thanos!
If I could beat all four of them, Princess Wansheng wouldn’t be yours anymore!
You’ve got nine heads, but did none of them come with a brain?!
You might not believe this, but even if Tang Monk showed up, I could trade a couple of blows with him!
Do you believe Sun Wukong could reach right in and yank out my fish bladder in one grab?
You make me sick.
A salary of fifteen hundred, and a life bitterer than coptis.
You don’t like me and want me dead?
Then just say so, damn it!
Why beat around the bush?
Making money is hard, and so is eating shit!
I was so busy working that I forgot to beat the two of you up!
I, Benbobab, will never work at a husband-and-wife shop again.
