When did Sun Wukong start taking care of children?
Didn't you go to a Buddhist temple?
Moang muttered a few words to himself, then, seeing that Xu Milu was still holding a small, round pearl in her hand, a smile returned to his face:
"What a clever little girl! She's just my type. If you like these beads, come to my house. You can pick any pretty beads you like. How about it?"
Xu Milu felt slightly embarrassed. Among the people present, she was the youngest. Not to mention her senior brother, even the Prince Moang in front of her was probably over a hundred years old.
She glanced at Sun Wukong, who calmly gestured for her to accept it. His lips moved slightly, and a voice entered her ears, seemingly inaudible to everyone else:
Don't feel uncomfortable. Back when my master and I were on our journey to the West to retrieve the scriptures, the old Dragon King's nephew, the little alligator dragon, kidnapped my master, intending to eat him. Later, I took pity on him and sent the little dragon back to the Western Sea for punishment, thus sparing his life. In a way, the old Dragon King should thank me! Just take whatever he gives you; this pearl is the least valuable thing in the Dragon Palace.
Xu Milu then nodded slightly and bowed to Prince Moang:
"Then thank you very much, Your Highness."
Moang's face lit up with joy: "I have a daughter, about your age. I'll have her take you out to play later. Great Sage, this way please—"
He immediately strode forward, leading the way. Behind him, a shrimp soldier flicked its long whiskers and crept up, taking a few steps before whispering:
"Your Highness, Your Highness, is this little rascal also a monkey spirit? How come I've never heard of the Great Sage having a little monkey spirit with him?"
Moang glanced at Xu Milu, who was still playing in the back, and Sun Wukong, who seemed not to have heard him, and whispered:
"I can't tell her background, but she seems quite powerful. Didn't you see that my cousin's Dragon Ball was also on her wrist? We'll have to treat her well later. If we neglect her, it will give the Great Sage a reason to retaliate!"
The shrimp soldier nodded hurriedly, but looking at the pot in Xu Milu's hand, Black Bean's eyes darted around, and he said with great certainty:
"Your Highness! Your Highness! Look at that black pot she carries with her. Could she also be one of our aquatic creatures? Carrying a shell with her, she's probably a turtle spirit!"
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"puff--"
Xu Milu was throwing pearls into the pot when she saw Sun Wukong burst out laughing for some reason. His monkey face contorted into a pretzel, and his gaze towards her held a strange mockery.
"Turtle is good, turtles live long!"
Xu Milu: "?"
What?
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