Sun Wukong left, and the Dragon King of the North Sea, Ao Shun, was the first to recover and said, "Big brother, are we still going to report the capture to the Heavenly Court?"
Ao Guang gave Ao Shun a look of exasperation.
"They just gave us eight flat peaches, and you still want to go after them? Do you even have a shred of conscience befitting our Dragon Clan?"
Ao Shun's face turned bitter: "I don't want to either, but what about Buddhism's plan?"
"So what do you suggest we do? Exchange eight nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches for a magical treasure that none of us can use. Are we at a loss?"
Ao Ming: "We're making a killing!"
"Not only did they not force us or destroy our Dragon Palace, but they also didn't injure our Sea Tribe members, and even reminded me to distribute the allowance silver before leaving. Tell me, how are we supposed to file a complaint?" Ao Guang was also quite helpless.
