Selling a Robe

A moment later, an almost identical conversation occurred, and Mr. Tiger was beaten to the ground as well. Just as Mr. Tiger was about to pass out, all of the children suddenly stopped as Wu Kong appeared again. Looking down at the tattered men on the ground, Wu Kong's brow couldn't help but rise as he clapped twice and said, "Alright, get back to work. If you want to beat them, beat them, but you still have to let them work, don't you? Unless you want to do their share for them?"

Hearing this, the children couldn't help but feel their rage quell. Rolling his eyes, Da Wang spat at Mr. Tiger's body before turning around and working. F*ck, if the two b*stards got out of cleaning the walls because they were too hurt to move, that'd be a waste.