"Mocking too much? Ridiculous!"
Sun Wukong looked coldly at Great Witch Jiu Feng, "Jiu Feng, I've already spared you once, yet you rebuilt this altar to lure the Demon Race here to disrupt the scripture seeking. Who's truly mocking too much? Since you insist on being my enemy, then I need not be polite!"
"Bai Ze, help me kill this damned monkey!"
The face of Great Witch Jiu Feng was twisted with hatred and anger as he shouted fiercely at the Demon God Bai Ze on the other side.
"This..."
Bai Ze hesitated. He had indeed said that upon meeting again, they would be enemies, not friends, but after understanding the events, he felt somewhat in the wrong. Facing Sun Wukong, he lacked confidence. Did he really have to comply with Great Witch Jiu Feng's orders and risk his life fighting Sun Wukong?
"Coward!"