Upon seeing Sun Wukong's boldness, Nezha also said, "I will make a move later and find a powerful adversary second only to the Heavenly Emperor to fight with. At least I can help you bear one."
Sun Wukong glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "Spare it, don't cause me any trouble."
Nezha: "..."
He felt belittled, this monkey regarded him as a burden.
Nezha really wanted to retort, but at this moment, the other party spoke.
"Sun Wukong, have Yang Jian come out and meet me." It was a man with a sullen look, and his body was covered with fine scales, which were not noticeable unless looked at carefully.
Although he had a human form, he was not of the Human Race.
Sun Wukong curled his lip and said flatly, "Are you blind or what? Old Sun is standing right in front of you, can't you see?"
"Where is Yang Jian?" the man asked.
