"Where's Yang Jian?"
Qin Jun asked with a chuckle, slapping Jin Chanzi's shoulder. Although Yang Jian was his main concern, he couldn't show it, lest he hurt Jin Chanzi's feelings.
"Yang Jian? Damn! How did he get here?"
Zhu Bajie blurted out coarsely. This guy had a strong ability to learn and had picked up Qin Jun's curse words quite well.
In his former life as Heavenly Marshal Tianpeng, Erlang Shen Yang Jian had been a figure he looked up to, a formidable being capable of fighting his Monkey Brother for three hundred rounds.
Liu Ruolai listened with great curiosity. This handsome monk seemed very strong, and she wondered what sort of cultivation level Yang Jian possessed, to be able to unnerve Zhu Bajie to such an extent.
"Yang Jian and I took different paths to search for His Majesty. I'll have him come over immediately."
