Seizing the right moment and rising, it's easier said than done.
How many living beings must suffer and die in the process, even those close to them might fall in battle.
The Great Emperor Ziwei is kind-hearted, this isn't just talk; he is genuinely worried.
Yang Jian also frowned, somewhat surprised at Sun Wukong's attitude.
Sun Wukong met their gaze, smiling as he said, "Why are you looking at Old Sun like that? Old Sun is just a demon, where does he have such a kind heart? The deaths and injuries of living beings, what does it have to do with me?"
Great Emperor Ziwei: "..."
"Alright, Old Sun will head back to Huaguo Mountain, and you all shouldn't overthink. Sometimes the more you care, the more you'll be manipulated by others."
After saying this, Sun Wukong took Nu Ba and left.
Great Emperor Ziwei and Yang Jian exchanged glances, starting to understand Sun Wukong's meaning.
It's not that Sun Wukong doesn't care, but during this process, some sacrifices are unavoidable.
