Sun Wukong, from his abdomen down, was pinned under Five Elements Mountain, lying face down on the ground, but in front of him was placed a large sea bowl.
A half bowl of rice and half a bowl of vegetables, a mix of meat and vegetables, rice soaked in vegetable broth, Sun Wukong ate with oil dripping from his mouth, in an utterly carefree manner.
Jiang Liu, beside him, watched Sun Wukong eat with the voracity of a starving ghost reincarnated, his mouth twitching slightly.
It was as if he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years.
Was it because he had been hungry for too long, or was it because his own cooking was delicious?
"Mmm, tasty, you this Little Monk, um, this meal is really delicious," with his mouth full of food, Sun Wukong's voice even changed pitch as he spoke.
Seeing Sun Wukong enjoying his meal so much, it seemed that all his attention was on the food, Jiang Liu simply put down his own bowl and chopsticks and watched him eat.
