Lord Taishang's mouth twitched slightly, but ultimately he said nothing.
Mainly because what Guangcheng had just said was truly despicable.
Getting a lesson from Sun Wukong could at least reduce some of the hostility towards Guangcheng.
Sun Wukong, holding the Jingu Bang, pointed at the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow, yawned, and said: "Little wretch, make your move, once I finish with you, Old Sun is going back to sleep."
The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow's face darkened, his gaze was cold, then he stepped forward staring at Sun Wukong with a murderous glint in his eyes.
"An ignorant being, do you even know what sort of existence you're facing?"
His eyes cold, he looked down on Sun Wukong as if he were trash.
Sun Wukong glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said: "What sort of existence? Just a wretch, that's all. I've killed Supremes before, are you supposed to be impressive?"
What Sun Wukong said in a casual manner left the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow speechless.