The Qingyi beautiful man's damned nickname had just surfaced when Ghost King He Jie's smile started to twist on his face.
He Jie gritted his teeth and growled, "Zhu Bajie, shut your mouth."
Initially, the Qingyi beautiful man had been worried about his master Tang Sanzang's crazy sickness, but when Ghost King He Jie suddenly blurted out that... 'black history' name buried deep in memory, the Qingyi beautiful man also became a bit uneasy.
"Junior Brother, it's been years since we last saw each other—can't you be a little friendlier to your second senior brother, huh? My name is now Gao Yunpeng."
Hearing this, Ghost King He Jie snorted coldly, but he also timely revealed his own grand name, "He Jie."
"I'll remember that, Second Senior Brother."
The once Marshal Tianpeng, that 'pig' who knew nothing but eating, chuckled lightly and then cupped his hands as if to reconcile with his Junior Brother Sha—aye, aye, aye.
