Iron Fan?
Rakshasa's expression darkened.
Her fan had already been given to him by her master, and they still called her Iron Fan?
Wasn't this mockery?
Truly detestable!
"If you perform well in the future, I will return the banana fan to you," Sun Wukong said with a smile.
"Really?"
Iron Fan's eyes brightened.
"Really."
Sun Wukong bent down and touched the reluctant Iron Fan. "That big white bull, you know about it, right? From now on, it's your responsibility to feed it."
"No problem," Iron Fan responded energetically.
After Iron Fan left, Yuyan followed behind Sun Wukong, who then found Ao Yun and learned about the recent events at Huaguo Mountain from her.
The lords of the seventy-two caves were relatively well-behaved, with most starting to accept the order of Huaguo Mountain from the bottom of their hearts, though a few still harbored other intentions.
But they were not to be feared.
"My King, there is something I would like to discuss with you," Ao Yun began.
