Sun Wukong's Somersault Cloud moves very quickly; it didn't take long before he arrived at the Wuzhuang Mahjong Monastery.
He knocked on the door, and it was Qingfeng Taoist Boy who opened it.
"Eh? Great Saint, why are you here?" Qingfeng Taoist Boy asked in surprise, looking at Sun Wukong at the door.
"Is your master here? I, Old Sun, have important matters to discuss with him!" Sun Wukong asked directly, without much formality.
"My master? You'll have to go to the internet cafe in Chang'an City to find him. Lately, he has been obsessed with the games there and hardly plays Mahjong anymore. It feels like our Mahjong Monastery is being neglected quite a bit, alas..."
Qingfeng Taoist Boy shook his head helplessly, while also expressing his sentiments.
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized Sun Wukong had disappeared, shaking his head to himself, and he grumbled once more about Sun Wukong's impatient nature.
