"Yes! And no!"
Lady White Bone nodded and then shook her head.
She continued, "What people call fate is just an excuse made up by gods and Buddhas to deceive mankind."
"This so-called fate is merely about your extraordinary natural talent and possessing the credentials for attaining greatness, merely useful for significant purposes."
Sun Wukong nodded slightly.
He never believed in such names, and Lady White Bone's explanation deeply resonated with him.
Thinking of Monk Guang Zhi, he asked, "I am curious, how did Monk Guang Zhi know about me? To claim it was fate upon first meeting and had waited for ten thousand years?"
"Hehe! If it were someone else today, they would certainly say the same. Who knows how many destinies have been proclaimed in these ten thousand years? You are just a special case!" Lady White Bone said.
She then looked on lazily.
She took a banana and handed it to Sun Wukong.
