Sun Wukong then invited everyone to enjoy.
Since there were plenty of peaches of immortality, there was no need to stand on ceremony.
Seeing the mutual glances between the two, everyone smiled knowingly.
They all felt that the matter between the Great Saint and the Queen Mother of the West was likely to become real.
Except for Guangcheng, Yang Jian and the Eastern King were not outsiders, and they naturally knew that the relationship between the Queen Mother and Sun Wukong was merely formal.
It was even a one-sided wish from the Queen Mother of the West, with Sun Wukong not having made any declaration.
Yet, observing the current situation, there was indeed a budding connection between them.
Guangcheng felt a bit puzzled, sensing that there was something off about everyone's expressions.
But he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
The banquet lasted less than half a day when a wave of overwhelming murderous aura suddenly erupted.
