"You came to eat empty-handed and didn't even bother to ask me how much a meal costs," Chen Nuo replied.
Little White Dragon was at a loss for words.
"Don't worry, even if that bit of cultivation disappeared, what you're about to gain will be much more than what you've lost," Sha Wujing consoled.
"What does that mean? How can I gain anything after it's all gone?"
Although the loss of his spiritual power was distressing, having eaten the meal made it worth it. But to say he would gain more, Little White Dragon genuinely couldn't feel anything like that. An equivalent exchange would be okay, but to say more, there really wasn't more.
Sha Wujing did not speak, simply gazing at him meaningfully.
Little White Dragon didn't quite understand the meaning of Sha Wujing's words. He glanced at Sun Wukong and noticed that the latter was looking at him with the same meaningful look.