In front of the pure and holy Temple of Light, Ying Yue and Zi Xia stood together, but Ying Yue was already stunned. He looked at the monkey entrenched in his Sea of Consciousness, not knowing what to say!
Dashing and romantic?
Handsome and suave?
Just you, this monkey?
Who's that with the hairy face and thunder god's mouth?
"Don't look at your old Sun with those eyes, your old Sun hasn't spoken for such a long time, I'm almost stifled!"
The monkey seemed very excited, constantly scratching his ears and cheeks, as if he was covered in lice, scratching everything relentlessly, from head to back, from chest to bottom, completely overturning the beautiful image Ying Yue had in his heart!
"Is this really the Great Sage Equalling Heaven who fought against the heavens and battled the gods and Buddhas? Fake! He must be the fake Monkey King!"
Ying Yue shook his head, muttering in disbelief.
