"The Hot-Clear Pot, what a nice-sounding name ah, 'Envious of the mandarin ducks but not the immortals,' Master is truly a master of picking up girls, even naming a pot sounds so pleasant,"
Upon hearing Jiang Liu's words, Zhu Bajie thought to himself.
No wonder Master seems to do nothing, yet simply by announcing his name and standing there, beautiful female demons flock to him. Could it be that, usually, Master has infused the art of attracting girls into his very bones?
With a thought, Zhu Bajie secretly turned his back on Jiang Liu and the others, took out a small notebook from his sleeve, and also produced a tiny writing brush, beginning to jot down notes in the booklet.
It seems that the sweet nothings Master taught him, although useful, still need to be complemented by other aspects.
On this journey, he must stay alert, observe more, take note, and learn...
