Upon hearing Zhu Bajie's words, Sun Wukong glanced at him and said, "Are you underestimating your master, or overestimating yourself?"
"Indeed, Second Senior Brother, there aren't many demons that can deal with our master!"
Sand Monk also couldn't help but express his feelings.
"That's true!"
Zhu Bajie said with a smile.
It wasn't long before Xuanzang arrived at the outside of the courtyard, and through the window, he saw four women, all of whom were there embroidering phoenixes and outlining phoenixes with their needlework.
Xuanzang saw that there were no men in this household, and he dared not rashly enter. He thought about turning back, but he feared that his disciples would laugh at him for being a master without the ability to even beg for a vegetarian meal. He hesitated, undecided.
