White Robed Venerate did not answer Sun Wukong's question.
He sighed, and a light shadow emerged from behind him; it was Sun Wukong.
The two Sun Wukongs faced each other.
"So it turns out there's a demon impersonating me,"
said Sun Wukong.
"You're the demon."
the false Wukong responded.
White Robed Venerate placed his palms together, turned his head towards Buddha: "Were you buying time waiting for him?"
Buddha shook his head: "This is fate."
He understood the intent of White Robed Venerate but still could not make a decision.
With Sun Wukong's return, Buddha found his answer.
Sun Wukong's return seemed coincidental, yet it was inevitable.
This is fate, and fate would not let him hand over the Three Realms to White Robed Venerate.
"Fate?"
White Robed Venerate laughed loudly: "Absurd!"
The mere Three Realms, where does fate come into play?
