The beggar wailed in his heart, "I was here first, and now you're telling me to move over... Damn it, is this how a person behaves? No, this ain't even human!"
Realizing he couldn't win the fight or curse them out, the beggar simply endured it.
However miserable he was, Zhu Ganglie and Sha Wujing were even more distressed.
After all, they were once celestial beings. One was the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, commanding tens of thousands of naval forces,
and the other once served the Jade Emperor. If they were in the mortal world, that would equate to the position of the head of the household.
Yet here they were, squatting and begging—what kind of predicament was this?
The duo squatted, their heads hung so low they were nearly between their legs. They were deathly afraid of being recognized by acquaintances, which could spread and bring them shame they couldn't afford to face.
