"No rush!"
Sun Wukong waved his hand and suddenly shifted his gaze toward the old turtle, speaking with deep meaning, "Before that, let's deal with the hidden danger first, so we won't have any mess to deal with later!"
Since Sandu is a man of fate with the Heavenly Dao mark, then the old turtle, the chosen one of fate, must have it as well.
If we don't take care of it early, I'm afraid one day there might be a sudden backstab, landing such a blow on me.
This concerns my life, I must be cautious.
The old turtle, however, was clueless, especially by Sun Wukong's gaze, which gave him an ominous premonition.
"What hidden danger?"
The old turtle asked, took a small step back, but then felt it wasn't good, and stepped forward again toward Sun Wukong.
We're already so familiar with each other.
He wouldn't harm me, right!
Thinking this, the old turtle moved back in front of Sun Wukong and asked, "What exactly is the hidden danger, you should tell me!"
