"You guys keep drinking, I'm going to check on my wife first."
With a flick of his wrist, Zhu Ganglie tossed away a pork knuckle from a roast piglet, and then vanished in a gust of demon wind.
"This fool, so impatient for his wife?"
Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Ganglie scurrying away in a hurry and shook his head with a chuckle.
"Brother Monkey, you don't understand, Brother Zhu has been holding back for who knows how long. Now that he can taste meat again, he's naturally impatient."
The laid-back Little White Dragon, led by his boss, had shed his naive innocence and fully awakened the lustful attributes of the dragon nature.
He naturally understood Zhu Ganglie's current state; right now, he's probably dying to hold his wife and tumble around for three days and nights.
"Tsk tsk, as impatient as Piggy is now, he'll be just as heartbroken later. Let's go watch a good show. Little Kongkong and Little White Dragon, get the memory stone ready; we must capture this scene."
