"Yeah, yeah, yeah, such a waste! This is more than just a waste, this is giving waste a key to its mom's house, the epitome of wastefulness! Master, when are we launching the full attack? I'll take the lead!" Zhu Ganglie rolled up his sleeves and pulled out his nine-toothed rake, ready to fight to the death.
Upon hearing this, the King of the Rhinos got anxious immediately, "Tang Sanzang, we're good monsters, why must you eat us?"
Tang Sanzang articulated every word, "This poor monk is hungry and wants meat; do I need a reason? Does a wolf consider whether a sheep is a good one? A wolf... only considers if the sheep is fat! Wujing, stoke the fire more!"
Upon hearing this, the King of the Rhinos was stunned; this wasn't how he understood Tang Sanzang to be!
This grandson had clearly become even more of a grandson!
