"Dad, why are you looking at me like that? I think I taught you right. What kind of person is Sun Wukong?" The little guy's adorable big eyes began to dream, revealing a look of worship: "Life and death are indifferent, and if you're not convinced, fight. That's the true Great Sage Equalling Heaven! As for the Journey to the West, always begging for help everywhere, sigh... What the internet posts say might be true, Sun Wukong was dead long ago, and the monkey on the journey is a fake."
"Come, come, here's a pen for you, you write." Wu Tian chuckled, thinking that if Mr. Shi were here, he'd definitely be angry enough to say this.
"Hmph." The little guy threw a glance at Wu Tian, hoping Dad would understand.
Wu Tian picked up the little guy with one hand and lifted the little monkey with the other, ready to go eat,
The little guy easily forgave someone,
