Sun Wukong, with a face of helplessness, returned to Huaguo Mountain.
His gaze fell on the two people, and he asked helplessly, "What exactly do you like about me, can I not change it?"
Nu Ba said with a beaming smile, "I like that the Great Saint is alive."
Sun Wukong: "..."
It was as if he had never spoken those words.
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.
He didn't continue to leave, after all, he had already returned, there was no need to leave again.
Moreover, even if he did leave, he wouldn't find a place.
Going to Yang Jian's place, he would be laughed to death by Yang Jian.
Sun Wukong simply ignored Nu Ba and the others, cultivated every day, and in his free time, he would go out and manifest himself, killing a few minor demons, and his days were very comfortable.
Amitabha Buddha resolved the issues in the Northern Continent and was designated as the Lord of the Buddhist Realm.
