The Vermilion Bird was stunned, and when she came to her senses, her expression was even more shocked.
Illusion.
She had been caught in Sun Wukong's illusion technique but hadn't realized it herself, thinking she was truly battling Sun Wukong.
If Sun Wukong had killed her in the illusion just now, she would still have died.
Sun Wukong had shown mercy.
Realizing this, the Vermilion Bird's gaze toward Sun Wukong finally completely changed.
"Thank you."
The Vermilion Bird expressed her gratitude.
To pull her into illusion unknowingly, such power was already beyond her reach.
At this moment, if she continued to be ungrateful, it would be unreasonable.
With a faint smile, Sun Wukong said, "You're the sister of the White Tiger; I, Old Sun, don't wish to harm you. Let's erase the grievances between us; from now on, we're friends."
"Alright."
The Vermilion Bird nodded.
She too was straightforward; after making the decision, she felt relieved instead.
