"If you're not a monkey demon or spirit, how can you speak?" As far as Yun Ran knew, only the mountain spirit recorded in the ancient books could speak.
Of course, the little packrat heard it too. She widened her big eyes and explained anxiously on behalf of the Spiritual Divine Monkey, "Mother, it's not a bad little monkey. It's a magical little monkey."
The Spiritual Divine Monkey said, "What magical little monkey? I'm a divine beast nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth—the Spiritual Divine Monkey."
That ignorant human actually called it a monkey spirit!
Had she ever seen a monkey spirit that looked like it?
Yun Ran wondered, "A divine beast?"
The big bird that she had just heard speak was not an illusion.
"What's with that bird? How did you meet our Sweetcake?"
