Seeing Sun Wukong jump out, the Demon Clan Saint Heir cast a glance at him and snorted coldly, "A monkey head, are you also eager to seek death?"
"Heh heh, whether I'm seeking death or not isn't for you to say; it depends on whether you have the strength." Sun Wukong waved his Jingu Bang and responded, showing no fear at all.
"Incomprehensible." The Demon Clan Saint Heir coldly glanced at Sun Wukong and then looked at Tangyu, "What's this? Weren't you boasting just now? Now you're hiding behind others? Hmph, I think you're all talk."
This kind of provocation was useless to Tangyu: "As a man, the most prideful thing is having a brother who would stand up for you at any cost in your time of peril. But you're a demon, so you wouldn't understand, because you don't have such brothers. I have brothers like this, why should I be ashamed? If my brother can't stop you, I'll naturally step in. If my brother dies, I'll die with him. If you have the strength, just kill us both."
