Meanwhile, at the foot of Poison Enemy Mountain.
A monkey, a pig, and a horse were sitting on the ground like people, while a burly man squatted to one side, grilling meat and occasionally sharing some with everyone.
Zhu Ganglie looked at the beef in his hand and smiled, "Brother Monkey, want some?"
Sun Wukong gave him a blank look, "Scram!"
The White Horse chuckled, "Big Brother, show the courage you had when you advised me to eat my own kind, try a piece of this tendon meat, it's really delicious."
"Scram, scram, scram..." Sun Wukong cursed twice, then suddenly turned around, "Who's there?"
"Tsk tsk, as expected of the great Bìmǎwén who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, indeed you have some skills."
A woman dressed in black, holding a steel trident in her hand, slowly emerged from the forest.
Sun Wukong's brow furrowed, as he instinctively reached for his Jingu Bang.
