High above the sky.
Lu Wufei watched as he was pressed at the foot of the Majestic Five-Finger Mountain.
He saw that the farmer, carrying food to feed Sun Wukong, was frightened off by Sun Wukong's ferocious appearance, causing the food to scatter on the ground, which was not surprising.
With Sun Wukong's intractability, even before he had ventured out to sea or visited a Sect to learn his skills, when he was the Monkey King of Flower Fruit Mountain, he ate the finest fruits.
Even when seeking immortals and mimicking the ways of Daoism, he had never eaten wheat meals; how could such lowly coarse farm food possibly appeal to his palate?
He watched as the farmer left, just as he had instructed.
Lu Wufei continued to wait in the high sky above.
For five consecutive days.
Sun Wukong did not eat a single bite of the food brought by the farmer.
Although the farmer was scared, he still delivered food to Sun Wukong on time every day.
