Sun Wukong understood a bit more.
The other party wasn't targeting him at all but thought the entire Three Realms were trash.
"I was born in later generations and am unaware of all this. You should hate those who sealed you in the North Heavenly Pass and those who knew and did nothing—not the beings born in the later generations. You should, in fact, hate those Ancient Gods, the people from your own era. What do we have to do with it?"
Sun Wukong said.
With hatred in his voice, Zhu Long said, "The one who schemed against me is no longer here."
"Which one?"
Sun Wukong's heart stirred, guessing that there might only be one person likely to have schemed against Zhu Long.
"Haotian God."
Zhu Long said coldly.
Indeed, Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he revealed a broad smile.
Zhu Long glared at him. To him, Sun Wukong's smile was utterly unbearable to look at.
Zhu Long felt that Sun Wukong was mocking him.
