Night!
In a mountain hollow.
Outside the first gate of the Guanyin Zen Temple.
In the forest.
"Is there any movement on your side?"
"None!"
"Search thoroughly, don't miss a single spot!"
"We've been searching for several days, not even a fart found, you say..."
"Shh... keep it down, you'll be finished if the coach hears you!"
"Dead... the three generals..."
A few werewolves whispered among themselves, departing after searching the area, completely unaware of a green-haired monkey lying in ambush on the ground, watching them silently as they left.
Only after the presence of the werewolves had vanished did the skinny monkey stand up and head towards Sun Wukong and the others' hiding spot.
In a hollow, a group of monkeys were gathered, waiting in silence.
Sun Wukong's eyes flashed as he sensed the return of the skinny monkey's presence, pulled back the grass, and let him into the hole, "How is it, how many guards are out there?"
