"Brother Monkey!"
"Wukong!"
Luo Bai flew down from the Heavenly Ladder, and Nezha along with Erlang God Yang Jian also flew joyfully to Sun Wukong's side. The three of them looked him up and down, their eyes filled with incredulous ecstasy.
"Brother Monkey, you're alive, that's wonderful!"
Luo Bai, the most excited, hugged Sun Wukong tightly, squeezing him firmly and swaying him vigorously.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop shaking me! If you keep this up, you'll shake Old Sun into a daze!"
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes but a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"Wukong, you really scared us just now; we thought you were dead!"
As Nezha spoke, he punched Sun Wukong lightly in the chest, and Erlang God Yang Jian also reached out to tap Wukong, displaying a face full of relief.
"Old Sun indeed died once!"