Long Sleeves or Short Sleeves?

Seeing that Wu Kong had fallen silent, Di Tou couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart. Thinking for a moment, he took a few steps forward until he was about two arm's length away from Wu Kong and sat down cross-legged on the ground in front of him, allowing the blood to stain his robes. 

As he approached Wu Kong, the man couldn't help but tense up as his breath grew heavier. Eventually, when Di Tou was about five meters away from Wu Kong, the man started trembling and couldn't help but lift his head up to stare at Di Tou with bloodshot eyes despite the suppression that was placed upon him. But taking no notice, Di Tou slowly sat down and found a comfortable position before letting out a smile at Wu Kong.