"Kua Fu?"
Soon, Sun Wukong learned that the dimness of the sky was due to Kua Fu plucking the sun.
"How could it be him?"
Sun Wukong felt curious. It hadn't been long since Immortal Zhenyuan left, and no matter how effective those herbal medicines were, they couldn't have possibly restored Kua Fu's knees to their original state instantly.
Not to mention his being able to run off and pluck the sun.
"Is this really true?"
He confirmed once again.
"Absolutely true."
The Moon Immortal replied, "Someone saw Kua Fu, with his face flushed red, running madly and even drinking up the water from two rivers!"
"Flushed red face?"
Sun Wukong found this situation odd.
He decided to return to the Northern Wilderness to check, and the Moon Immortal, who admired the Tao, voluntarily followed behind.
Deep in the wilderness, the Giants were singing and dancing merrily.
"Clan Leader has plucked the sun!"
"We can now go about our business normally!"
