"Heh heh, Second Brother, you're too modest. What did you end up saying, Second Brother?"
Zhu Ganglie recounted the event and then laughed, "Brother Sha is truly a great actor. With that simple and honest face of yours, I almost believed you myself, let alone him. So, what do you say, should we go for red-braised or steamed later?"
Sha Wujing pondered and said, "Judging by the names you've given our Master, if even one of them had been shouted out, I guess we could have collected some ashes quickly... if all were shouted, the most we'd hear would be a bang."
Zhu Ganglie fell silent: "@#%..."
Meanwhile, the man in the yellow robe, holding a gleaming long knife, arrived at the entrance of Wave Moon Cave. He looked into the distance and saw smoke faintly rising from the foot of the mountain. Using his divine skills, he clearly saw a bald man with a head as bright as a light bulb sitting by the firelight, accompanied by a horse-like figure spitting out words vigorously next to him.
