The beggar wailed in his heart, "I was here first, and now you''re telling me to move over... Damn it, is this how a person behaves? No, this ain''t even human!"

    Realizing he couldn''t win the fight or curse them out, the beggar simply endured it.

    However miserable he was, Zhu Ganglie and Sha Wujing were even more distressed.

    After all, they were once celestial beings. One was the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, commanding tens of thousands of naval forces,No?v(el)B\\jnn

    and the other once served the Jade Emperor. If they were in the mortal world, that would equate to the position of the head of the household.

    Yet here they were, squatting and begging—what kind of predicament was this?

    The duo squatted, their heads hung so low they were nearly between their legs. They were deathly afraid of being recognized by acquaintances, which could spread and bring them shame they couldn''t afford to face.

    On the other hand, the bald Monk seemed utterly carefree, squatting there with a silly, naive smile that somehow was actually attracting donations!

    And he even accepted them!

    Zhu Ganglie looked toward Sha Wujing, and Sha Wujing looked back at him. Their eyes rapidly communicated that they should probably advise their master, who seemed to both understand everything and yet nothing at all.

    "Sha Junior, go talk to him," Zhu Ganglie indicated with his eyes.

    It''s not that he didn''t want to use the "Voice Transmission into Secret," but they had already realized that the Monk ignored voice transmissions. As long as they were near him, he could hear everything.

    So, the disciples had painstakingly developed a method of communication through eye contact, where blinking and pupil dilation served as their private code.

    Sha Wujing responded, "Big Brother Zhu, Master favors you the most. Moreover, you are the elder brother. With an elder brother like you, how could I, the younger brother, dare to speak out of turn? In heaven, this would be considered bypassing one''s superiors, which could result in a light beating at least or execution at the Beheading God Stage at worst. You know how Master cares about details. I can''t say it, and although Bai came early, he serves only as a mount and doesn''t count in the ranking.

    Now that the eldest brother is absent, you are the most senior. Elder brothers are like fathers, so indeed, you should be the one to speak."

    Zhu Ganglie felt particularly pleased with these words, especially the part about him being most senior in the absence of the eldest brother making him feel somewhat delighted.

    He even felt as if he had suddenly shouldered more responsibility and needed to do something about it!

    Upon hearing the woman''s surprised voice, Tang Sanzang straightened his expression, like a true high monk, slowly turned around, and upon seeing the beautiful woman before him, his eyes instantly lit up, he joined his palms and said, "Amitabha, female benefactor, fortune-telling is merely a minor ability of this humble monk. I am best at reading palms and checking bones. Would you like to give it a try?"

    The visitor was none other than the wife of the yellow-robed freak, the princess of Baoxiang country, Bai Huaxiu.

    Bai Huaxiu initially had some intentions, but upon seeing the monk''s unabashedly fiery gaze, she immediately hid her hands and shook her head repeatedly, "No, no... no need. Master, there''s... something I''d like to talk to you about."

    "Talk! Let''s talk openly! But this is not the place to talk, let''s go to the tavern!"

    Tang Sanzang pointed grandly to the tavern behind him as he spoke, and having already naturally stood up, started striding toward the tavern.

    Seeing Tang Sanzang speak thus, Bai Huaxiu felt much relieved. She was genuinely afraid this mighty monk would act like that yellow-robed freak who, if he fancied someone, would simply knock them out and carry them off; that would be too tragic.

    Since Tang Sanzang was behaving courteously, it indicated he was still a monk, and it was, after all, possible to have a chat with him.

    Thus, Bai Huaxiu also followed Tang Sanzang into the tavern.

    Behind them, Zhu Ganglie asked Sha Wujing with his eyes, "Master has gone to the tavern, but does he have money to treat us? He wouldn''t expect a woman to pay, would he? That wouldn''t conform to ''the laws of wooing''."

    Scratching his head, Sha Wujing said, "I don''t know, maybe, the master still has some private money. Wooing, I guess the master would indeed be willing to spend."

    Thinking about the monk''s usual tendencies, Zhu Ganglie figured it was indeed likely.

    So, the two quickly lifted their luggage and followed up...

    As for Bai Huaxiu, she had already followed ahead, being very conscious, she didn''t go inside but circled to the back and found a stable to squeeze into a spot. While the horsekeeper wasn''t paying attention, she kicked him down with a hoof and sneaked into the kitchen to feast herself.

    Inside the tavern, Tang Sanzang, as soon as he entered, called out, "Waiter, find me a private room, bring the best tea and the strongest liquor, and serve all your signature dishes!"

    Bai Huaxiu was stunned, "You''re drinking too?"

    Tang Sanzang casually replied, "Of course! A man, he has to drink the strongest liquor, ride the wildest cows... uh... see the most beautiful grasslands."

    Bai Huaxiu''s face darkened instantly upon hearing this, but when she heard that Tang Sanzang said ''cows'' and not ''girls,'' her expression improved a bit. However, her view of Tang Sanzang had shifted from seeing him as a high monk to seeing him as a rogue.