"The River God Sect doesn't have a Monkey King? Nonsense, that's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The Heavenly Gate Sect's senior disciple Cheng Xunchun was the first to jump out, pointing at Shen Zhongliang's nose and shouting, "How could the Heavenly Gate Sect not know if the River God Sect has a Monkey King?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Shen Zhongliang's temper flared up as well. He rolled up his sleeves and retorted, "If your Heavenly Sect Master were here, I might give some face, Cheng Xunchun! You, a Fourth Realm disciple from a drifting Third Rank sect, have no right to show off here! I'm an Elder of the River God Sect. Do you think you know better than me whether we have a Monkey King or not?"
"Keep pretending! If the River God Sect doesn't have a Monkey King, was it you, Shen Zhongliang, who defeated my ancestor? You're in the Fifth Realm. Can you fight? No, you can't! You don't have the ability, you know!"
