"Master, would you say this counts as doing something foolish?"
Following Maitreya Buddha's departure, Sun Wukong suddenly chuckled and said to Jiang Liu.
"What do you mean?" The sudden remark from Sun Wukong caused Jiang Liu to frown slightly, not understanding what he meant.
Foolish act? Had he done anything wrong?
"You plague-ridden monkey, how dare you speak to Master like that? Let's duel!" Zhu Bajie, who was nearby, could hardly hold back. Having heard Sun Wukong's words, he leaped forward, his Supreme Treasure Golden Rake trembling as he shouted loudly.
"Oh? Blockhead, have you gotten cocky lately, thinking you can take on I, Old Sun!?" Hearing Zhu Bajie's words and his eagerness to duel, Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly.