One person, one monkey, one horse, they traveled on foot down the road, not too fast, nor too slow, yet their appearance seemed strange.
Usually, horses are known for their ability to be ridden, and the common sight would be a human riding the horse with the monkey in tow.
But in reality? The short and skinny monkey was actually seated on the horse's back, while it was the human who walked on foot.
If any bystander were to see this, they would surely think it foolish—he had a perfectly good horse and did not ride it, instead letting the monkey ride.
"Master, just as you said, a few little demons have come. Do you want me, Old Sun, to deal with them for you?" said Sun Wukong suddenly, speaking from atop the horse.
"Oh? A few little demons, what is their cultivation level?" Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Jiang Liu's eyes lit up slightly, glad that demons had finally come knocking since dawn was breaking.
