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Clad in golden armor, his figure was tall and straight, a red cape fluttering in the wind, and two phoenix wings cocked towards the sky. The golden fur on his body drifted slightly with the breeze. Though his face bore the features of a monkey and his mouth those of a deity of thunder, his appearance possessed a distinct charm. His eyes, indifferent, seemed as if nothing in this world could capture his attention.
Standing before the golden palanquin, Liu Ruolai looked up and saw the Victorious Fighting Buddha's proud stance. She couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and subconsciously glanced towards Sun Wukong, who was fervently fighting Xiang Yu.
"Am I seeing things?"
Liu Ruolai muttered to herself, how could there be two Sun Wukongs?
Bai Ze and Zhuge Liang also sensed that something was amiss, and followed her gaze upwards, revealing expressions as if they had seen a ghost the next second.
"Is that..."
