With a swoosh, they sprang up and yelled loudly, "We are, we are!"
Seeing Zhu Bajie's face, the official immediately got scared out of his wits and fell onto the ground with a thud, shouting, "It's a pig demon, a pig demon!"
Sun Wukong quickly grabbed Zhu Bajie and scolded him with a laugh, "Brother, be a bit more civilized. No wonder our master uncle despises you for being disgraceful."
The official didn't pay attention before, but now noticing Sun Wukong, he immediately screamed, "It's a monkey spirit, a monkey spirit!"
Sand Monk took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and said, "Gentlemen, there's no need to panic. We three are disciples of Xuanzang, not demons."
"Kitchen God! It's the Kitchen God!" the official pointed at Sand Monk and yelled.
Zhu Bajie laughed and scolded, "We come from the Great Tang of the Eastern Land, we're disciples of Xuanzang. Didn't you just say the prince invited us to a banquet? And now you call us demons?"
