Sun Wukong frowned as he looked at the blissful Yangli Immortal in the oil pot.
Frowning, Sun Wukong couldn't help but reach into the oil pot to test it, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
The oil in the pot had no heat to it, clearly just like warm water; it was not hot oil at all.
Sun Wukong glanced again and saw that indeed wood was being added to fuel the fire, a no-negligence manner.
The fire was truly blazing vigorously; it couldn't possibly be faked.
Still, the monkey had some doubts in his heart.
"When I washed, the oil was boiling hot, but for him, it's cold? I know now, there must be that Dragon King protecting him!"
Instantly, his Primordial Spirit left his body and ascended into the Void, shouting loudly, "You horned loach, why are you protecting the bottom of the pot for this Yangli Immortal?"
Upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, the North Sea Dragon King also hurried over.
