Nuwa said, "Bai Jin, you should understand by now that the Journey to the West must absolutely not be disrupted. Western Buddhism does not permit it, nor does it we of the Eastern Mystic Sect require it."
Bai Jin nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand!"
Nuwa spoke contentedly, "Go back and commence your closed-door cultivation! Do not concern yourself with the affairs of the Journey to the West; I have my own arrangements."
"Although I understand, I still wish to give it a try."
Nuwa's forehead creased with a black line, her eyes flashing dangerously, as she enunciated every word, "What did you say?"
Bai Jin shivered, uh oh—it seemed a bit perilous—quickly saying, "Your Highness, although the Journey to the West must certainly proceed, I wish to see if it's possible to snatch a bit of merit."
"So, you understand my meaning, but you just aren't listening, are you?"
"Your Highness, listen to my explanation..."
Nuwa kicked out with her foot, Bang—
