Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a cold light; he had already understood that today's banquet was a trap set for him, with the aim to make him drunk and miss the grand competition of the Heavenly River Navy tomorrow!
The effect of the Thousand-Day Drunk was indeed too powerful. If it weren't for Sun Wukong being of the Heavenly Demon Body with astonishing resistance and possessing Chaos Primordial Force that could assimilate all things in the world, he would have probably already collapsed unconscious on the ground. Yet even so, he still felt dizzy and had an urge to pass out.
"Damn it! That dead fat pig, I will never let you off easily!"
