"Great Sage, what is this?"
In the inn, the State Preceptor, who had been knocked unconscious by Sun Wukong, had already woken up. Sun Wukong had also gone to the Death Prison and retrieved four Demon-Banishing Pills from Jiang Liu, which he was naturally going to give to the State Preceptor.
"Stop talking nonsense and just eat it!" Sun Wukong snapped at the State Preceptor.
"No, I won't eat it! If you don't tell me what this elixir is, I won't eat it!" The State Preceptor shook his head like a rattle, adamantly refusing.
"Sigh, it's not that I, Old Sun, don't want to tell you, but the fact is, I don't know what this elixir is either!" Seeing the State Preceptor's resolute expression, Sun Wukong sighed helplessly and spoke to him.
State Preceptor: "..."
The State Preceptor stared at Sun Wukong in shock and then struggled even more violently.
Are you kidding me? He doesn't know what this elixir is but still wants to force it down my throat?
This is not a joke, right?
