"Great Sage, you…"
The Nine-Tailed Fox Elder was frantic, his hand trembling as he pointed at Sun Wukong, not knowing what to say.
"What 'you'? Didn't I, Old Sun, make myself clear enough? The stuff you've brought here, I, Old Sun, don't fancy, and no one on Flower-Fruit Mountain does! Since you're unwilling to agree to Leng Xuan's requests, then take your leave at once! Flower-Fruit Mountain only welcomes smart friends, not confused fools!"
Sun Wukong coldly snorted, his brows filled with impatience. Should this Nine-Tailed Fox Tribe's Great Elder utter another word of nonsense, he wouldn't hesitate to personally throw them out!
"Elder, the alliance is of great importance, let's not be too hasty in rejecting it!"
