Sun Wukong was in pain.
His personality was so jumpy, how could he take care of kids? Where would he find the patience?
Back in the days when he was at Huaguo Mountain, leading a mountain full of monkeys, all those little monkeys surrounding him, bombarding him with questions, it was already quite troublesome, making him very agitated, so he was repulsive back then. Who would've thought it would happen again now?
Yet, Sun Wukong was troubled in his heart: "I, Old Sun, hate owing others favors the most! Emotional debts are even more chaotic, but these monkey kids are my bloodline, and I have no choice but to take care of them, so many... I can't just dump the burden on the mother monkeys, can I?"
He detested owing favors and being all emotional.
But he could only take care of these monkey kids and play the role of the Monkey King for once.
"Dad, I want a weapon; Old Zhang's daughter next door has her own magic wand, and I have nothing."
"Dad, I want to learn divine techniques!"
