"Brother, it's over, Junior Brother Sand has been swallowed by the demon's treasure!"
Although Wukong always seemed indifferent, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but watch anxiously.
He was astonished to see Sand Monk actually get swallowed by the opponents' treasure and said.
"I never thought our Junior Brother Sand would be so foolish to agree to this!"
Wukong sighed inwardly.
"Then Brother, shouldn't we take action now? If not, our master might really get eaten!"
Zhu Bajie continued worriedly, "By then, even if Guanyin Bodhisattva were to arrive, she might blame us too!"
"You have a point, although I don't want to be a pawn for the Celestial Court or the Western Direction, we still have to do something!"
Wukong stroked his chin.
Right now, their master and fellow disciple were in danger, and if they did nothing, how could the Western Direction or the Celestial Court possibly take action on their own?
"How audacious!"
Wukong shouted and charged forward.
