Zhu Ganglie stepped forward and said, "Right, right, right... we all made mistakes in this matter. If you didn''t eat our fruits, would we have gone to take some ourselves? If you ask me, each person should be given fifty lashes and then just find their own mothers to settle it."

    The two spoke lightly, but Qingfeng and Mingyue didn''t see it that way.

    If their actions were to be known by Zhen Yuanzi, it would be no small matter!

    Ginseng fruits bloom and bear fruit once every ten thousand years, and in ten thousand years, there are only about thirty fruits. When they opened the garden and hosted guests from all quarters, they only took down two to eat...

    Now, suddenly losing one, that was no minor error!

    Naturally, neither of them wanted to bear the blame...

    You look at me, I look at you, eyes full of resentment.

    Crack...

    A crisp sound rang out, and the two subconsciously looked over.

    They saw that the bald monk, unknown when, had taken a small stool and was sitting there crossed-legged, cracking sunflower seeds, and watching the excitement contentedly!

    Their faces turned black as coal, and they couldn''t help but feel an evil fire surge up again.

    Qingfeng, struck by inspiration, pointed at Tang Sanzang''s bald head and accused, "Tang Sanzang, now the matter is clear. They''ve admitted themselves, they went to the tree and picked our fruits! Taking something without the owner''s permission is stealing. Do you have anything else to say?"

    Mingyue chimed in, "Tang Sanzang, your disciples are unruly, stealing our ginseng fruit. Are you aware of your crime?"

    Seeing Qingfeng and Mingyue shifting the blame towards Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong slightly furrowed his brows. These two boys seemed furious, but they were not foolish. Knowing they couldn''t clear things up with him, they changed their tactic, aiming to take advantage of the seemingly naive Tang Sanzang.

    In fact, Sun Wukong was quite worried too. Although he knew Tang Sanzang was not naive and was very clever, this fellow often acted unpredictably...

    True to form, the bald monk first blinked in confusion, then scratching his head, said, "You have your discussion, why involve me?"

    Qingfeng said, "You are their master, of course, we should ask you."

    After thinking it over carefully, Tang Sanzang muttered, "I bought two fruits with two copper coins, ate one, gave one to the disciple, and then you ate it. So the disciple took one of your fruits to eat. You say it''s stealing... so confusing, too confusing, ah..."

    Tang Sanzang let out a mournful wail to the heavens, "My brain can''t handle this!"

    In the end, they miserably discovered that there really wasn''t much they could do...

    But swallowing their pride was out of the question!

    So they glanced at each other, rolled up their sleeves, and without a second thought, they started hurling insults at Tang Sanzang''s nose.

    "You dead baldy!"

    The moment these words came out, the expressions of Sun Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, and the others changed dramatically, and they hurriedly tried to hide behind Tang Sanzang to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

    However, to their surprise, Tang Sanzang did not react by striking out as he had done in the past but instead sat there with a blank, well-behaved look, obediently listening.

    All Qingfeng and Mingyue could do was call him bald and foolish, spiting saliva all over, their anger reaching the skies...

    Yet the bald man just sat there, quietly listening, not getting angry, with hardly any expression, except for occasionally cracking a few sunflower seeds.

    That drove Qingfeng and Mingyue, who had just had a rant and wanted to take a break, to flare up again, casually taking a sip of water and continuing their tirade...

    This tirade went from dusk till midnight...

    And the bald man showed an unprecedented composure and magnanimity, not getting angry at all, utterly serene...

    But Sun Wukong, Zhu Ganglie, and the others couldn''t endure it anymore.

    Because the tirade from Qingfeng and Mingyue was simply unbearable, and from start to finish, the whole situation was actually their fault. If they hadn''t been discontented and insistent on knocking down a fruit, would Tang Sanzang have suffered this grievance?

    They knew all too well that although Tang Sanzang didn''t care about his face, he was very particular about his hairstyle. Usually, anyone who dared call him bald would be met with a punch instantly! The kind that left you either dead or gravely injured.

    But this time, he was enduring it...

    They knew that although the bald man didn''t say it, he must be very upset in his heart; he was bearing this for their sake.

    They felt uncomfortable, aggrieved, sullen...

    Finally, Sun Wukong stamped his foot and clenched his teeth, cursing inwardly, "Curse, go on and curse, I''ll let you curse!"

    As he spoke, he used the "Escape Technique," with his true body sneaking away from there, heading straight for the ginseng fruit tree!