The Little Horse King gritted its teeth. It had never seen a human eunuch and didn't know what a 'eunuch' looked like, but it was sure it looked just like this black, fat fish!
It was as fat as a toad. The last time, it mistook it for a member of the Jiang Huai Frog Tribe at first glance.
The Fat Catfish glanced at the Little Horse King, always feeling this old fella was resentful, with an attitude identical to that of the Third Prince.
Hmph.
Remembering the Fierce Tooth General for the future, it decided to discipline it when it becomes a Great Demon someday. Of course, prioritizing Heavenly God's missions as part of its solid self-cultivation, it cleared its throat.
"What? Are we also going to help the White Ape?" The Little Horse King exclaimed.
The Fat Catfish immediately felt dissatisfied.
What do you mean by help? This is an invitation to the feast!
The Monkey King bears no grudges, extends a dinner invitation. What do you mean? Not giving face?
