"Master, you were absolutely right. The State Preceptor and the King are indeed plotting to poison us!"
In the room of the palace, Jiang Liu and the others were quietly waiting. Soon, the fly that Sun Wukong had transformed into returned and turned back into his own form, and he began to speak.
He then recounted the entire conversation he had overheard between the King and the State Preceptor in the garden.
"Master really has divine foresight. Whatever the State Preceptor plans to do, it's all within the Master's control!" As Sun Wukong finished, Zhu Bajie immediately spoke up, praising Jiang Liu enthusiastically.
No matter what, as long as there was even a tiny bit of reason to praise the Master, Zhu Bajie would spare no effort in complimenting him. This was a lesson he had long understood.
Otherwise, how would the Master favor him the most? How else would the Master teach him the skills of wooing women?
