Sun Wukong couldn't watch any longer, and after closing the shop, he started instructing Tian Peng to clean up the table while asking, "Why do I feel like you've been distracted these past two days?"
As soon as Tian Peng heard this, he immediately perked up, "Not at all, Mr. Monkey, are you sure you're not mistaken? Haven't I always been like this?"
"Hmph, anyway, I think something is off with you," Sun Wukong said, stroking his chin and examining Tian Peng closely, "Something is definitely off. Although I can't pinpoint what it is, these past couple of days you seem to have become a bit more proactive with your work."
At that, Tian Peng nervously paused his wiping with the cloth, freezing in place, and stealthily glanced at Sun Wukong. He saw that Wukong was busy washing the tools for making milk tea and wasn't looking at him.