Hearing Zhu Bajie's words,
Both Sun Wukong and Sand Monk couldn't help but frown.
With a furrowed brow, Sand Monk said, "Second Senior Brother, you're talking nonsense again. Be careful or Big Senior Brother might really get angry, beat you up, and with Master not around, no one will plead on your behalf."
Zhu Bajie glared at Sand Monk and retorted, "You're the one talking nonsense, your whole family talks nonsense! I heard it myself from those two demons, they were fetching water to prepare for the feast, so their damned lady could marry Xuanzang. Could there be any falsehood in that?"
"You blockhead!"
Sun Wukong immediately grabbed Zhu Bajie's ear, as large as a fan, and said, "You fool, Master has been captured, and you still care if they are going to marry?"
"Isn't it quite normal for the demons to like Master since he has such delicate and tender skin?"
"Ouch, ouch!"
