Zhu Bajie's eyes twinkled, and he immediately shouted, "Master, seeing that Jiang Ziya couldn't defeat your disciple, he devised a way to escape. I was concerned for your safety, Master, so I didn't pursue him. Compared to you, Master, what is a mere Jiang Ziya worth mentioning?"
Tang Sanzang felt a pang in his heart, "I've lost some merit!" But deep inside, he also felt some gratification, "Indeed, this is my beloved disciple! So concerned about my safety that letting Jiang Ziya escape is understandable."
But no matter, there's still the Great Demon King, this Demon King should be the most valuable, Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong with eager eyes.
Sun Wukong turned his head, coughed, and said, "Little monk, that Demon King was no weakling; it took a three hundred rounds fight with Old Sun here before I defeated him."
"Was that Demon King killed by you?" Tang Sanzang asked with hopeful eyes.
