"This is a great disrespect to my name!" Tenzu blurted, anger becoming him. "What part of that letter had anything to do with me?" He had asked, turning to his fellow Councilmen with askance in his eyes.
They began to murmur to themselves, before the Councilman who was reading the parchment, attempted to speak to Wukong. Only for him to be halted, when Wukong raised a hand to the Councilman.
"You ask for evidence?" Wukong said, then turned to the Councilman with the parchment in his hands. At once, Wukong began to tap on the parchment, so it glowed with each tap. By the time he was done, a light bounced off the parchment and had burst outward in every direction like a shock wave.
As this light hit everyone present, gasps flew into the air. Because what they felt was irrefutable proof. What they felt, was Tenzu's essence in the soul of the parchment.
"You were so eager to get me off of my throne, that you couldn't even let a servant do the writing for you." In an instant, a staff had appeared in Wukong's hands, and within that same second, Wukong zoomed toward Tenzu and slammed the staff at him, creating a huge shock-wave that exploded outward.
The entire table along with the pedestal was obliterated. But yet, the gods surrounding Wukong were just fine, as he had encased them in a protective Barrier before hand. Likewise, his throne was also encased in a Barrier, so it hung in midair, as the pedestal holding it up was nothing but dust.
Within the same second, the foundation of the room had been shaken to its core, so several cracks appeared like snakes across the structure.
When Wukong had come to, he smiled, as he discovered Tenzu several feet away, arms crossed to shield himself from Wukong's attack.
Though Tenzu stood on both feet, he was still far from fine, as the shock-wave of Wukong's attack had dealt a considerable amount of damage to him.
Now breathing hard, Tenzu let down his guard then screamed.
"If you kill me, your sister will die!" As he said this, he let out a gasp when he discovered Wukong's staff only a centimeter away from his temple.
In that moment, Tenzu felt his entire being collapsing out of fear that he was just inches away from death. He struggled to keep his calm, but was betrayed by the sweat beading on his face and the jittering of his limbs.
Forcing himself, he roared once more, no matter how afraid he was.
"If you kill me, your sister will die! If you tell the public, your sister will die! If you don't hand over your throne to me, your sister will die!" After letting out all these words, he felt a sudden courage enveloping himself, causing him to grin.
"Here's the thing," Wukong said, then bent his head to the side, so Tenzu could see him from beyond the body of the staff. "I already knew that." Wukong said with a smile, which caused Tenzu's grin to completely disappear.
Wukong had let down his staff, so it slammed into Tenzu's head, causing him to crash through the ground, and crash through the ground of the lower floor, then the ground of the floor lower than that.
After crashing through six floors, Tenzu laid, in pain and groaning. Wukong had squatted, staring at Tenzu with a smile on his face.
***
Wukong hung from the side of a building, overlooking a deep void of nothingness beneath. One wrong move, and he would fall off the building, and into the abyss, where he would fall for all eternity.
This thought did not scare Wukong in the slightest. He immediately dismissed the thought and diverted his attention to the balcony on his right. Gently and quietly, he made his way to the balcony, without making a single sound.
He at once peeked through the door, so he could see a beautiful girl in a pink gown that glowed a radiance of purity, kindness and utter beauty. This girl was the embodiment of beauty, and Wukong was completely fixated on her.
Of course, he couldn't care less if this girl looked like the goddess of beauty, or like a dirty swine, because what he was looking at, was the book in her hands.
At once, he transformed into a beetle, made his way through the small opening in the glass doors and then flew toward her. He made sure to use a spell to quiet the buzzing of his bug wings as he approached her.
He flew toward her, then above her head, all without the beautiful girl noticing. As he came closer and closer, his attention was completely transfixed by her book, and excitement rattled inside him by what he would find on its pages.
Finally, he stared into the book, and what he found truly amazed him. He found the pages were blank. Before Wukong could even think, a sweet melodious voice emanated into the air.
"Nice try brother." The girl said, startling Wukong. In an instant, she snatched him out of the air and held him in her one hand, then she began to squeeze tightly.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry sister. Please let me go." Wukong squealed as he felt himself getting crushed. But luckily for him, due to his plea, the squeezing had stopped, but her hand was yet to open.
"Do you promise not to try and look into my diary again?" She had asked, meaning every word.
Wukong, knowing he was at his sister's mercy, still didn't speak, as he didn't want to lie.
"Seriously?" She said in annoyance then began to squeeze once more.
"Okay okay, I promise." Wukong said with a defeated sigh, which made his sister smile. After which, she had gently opened up her palm so Wukong could be free.
But unbeknownst to her, once he was free, he transformed back to his normal form, grabbed her diary, spelled her feet and leaped onto one of the many floating bookshelves lining his sister's enormous room.
"Brother!" His sister screamed, while trying to free her feet of the spell, which prevented her from moving.
"Sorry Qi, but I believe I'll finally find out what secrets you hold." Wukong said with a smile as he laid comfortably on top one of the shelves and began to flip through Sun Qi's diary.