Sha Chen was stunned for a moment but still refused without hesitation.
He didn't want to offend Muzha. In fact, he didn't want to offend anyone at all; he just wanted to lay low. If anything was wrong, it was all his fault. As long as no one disturbed him and let him quietly grow stronger, that would be fine.
So, Sha Chen said, "Master, why trouble yourself over a mere disgraced general like me? This place is nothing but a filthy gutter, so why are you so persistent?"
Muzha asked, "Does that mean you're planning to refuse this poor monk's request?"
Sha Chen sighed. "Are these your own intentions, Master, or are they the Bodhisattva's?"
Muzha frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Sha Chen said, "I am a demoted general of the Heavenly Court, here to be punished. First, you asked me to Journey to the West, and now you want to enter my cave. Are you trying to undermine the Heavenly Court?"
