"Can I defeat the dark ruler?"
"And also the Sphere Mother... Zavul."
Da Gu walked on the platform outside the base, looking up at the starry sky and then at the restless sea. He took out the half-gold, half-black Divine Power staff from his bosom, his eyes reflecting deep thought.
"Lost again?"
A gentle laugh echoed as Sun Wukong walked up beside Da Gu, leaning his arms on the railing. His eyes were as bright as stars, seeming as if they would never know sorrow. Others only needed to glimpse at their glow to feel an incredible sense of ease within.
"Mr. Wukong."
"Oh, what is this 'mister' business? It feels so distant. Just call me Wukong," Sun Wukong waved his hand dismissively, slightly teasing, "We're quite familiar with each other; no need to be so formal."
"Alright, Wukong." The heaviness on Da Gu's face lessened a bit, "After defeating the final enemy, will you all leave this space-time?"
"Yes." Sun Wukong nodded.
