With a loud roar,
the demon horde from behind Yin Hu immediately charged, rushing into the monkey tribe's territory and attacking the gathered monkeys.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Sun Wukong's shout rang out, growing louder as it neared, causing all the demons to see a blur before a golden monkey appeared in front of the monkeys.
He bowed slightly and asked Yin Hu, "Brother Hu, what brings you here in the dead of night?"
What else could it be? Of course, it was to seek benefits—no, to seek revenge for his son.
Yin Hu sneered and said, "Monkey King, don't pretend with me. I'm here to settle accounts with you. If you know what's good for you, hand over my precious son immediately, or bear the consequences."
Yin Hu was furious, unaware that Sun Wukong was observing him closely.
"There's no sadness on his face; it seems it's not an important cub."
"He appears furious, but his killing intent isn't strong, and he stopped as soon as he shouted, clearly harboring other motives."
