With a sense of helplessness, Xi Zhao shook his head, knowing that the Saint Armor Turtle had no intention of harming Sun Wukong, so he did not pay it any further attention. But after casting Sun Wukong aside, the Saint Armor Turtle suddenly fixed its intense gaze on Xi Zhao.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under the Saint Armor Turtle's stare, Xi Zhao prepared to check on Sun Wukong. If everything was alright, it would be best to leave promptly. The sooner he reached the Supreme Pool, the sooner he could leave this world. After all, there were still many unfinished matters waiting for him outside.
