You Have No Power Here

Princess Iron Fan looked at the Demonic Dog's body and raised her fan. She wanted to turn the Demonic Dog into meat paste for what it had done to her face. However, before she could even vent out her frustration, a golden staff blocked her fan.

"What's wrong?" Princess Iron Fan asked. "Are you getting in my way?"

"It's already dead," the Six-Eared Macaque said. "Do not desecrate the dead."

"Since when did you start to have pity on lowly beings?"

"Just let this one go. It will be best if you treat your injury first."

"Shut up!" Princess Iron Fan glared at the Six-Eared Macaque. "I will do what I want. You can't stop me!"

Princess Iron Fan was about to wave her fan again to give her finishing blow when her fan was swatted away.

"I. SAID. STOP," The Six-Eared Macaque who was currently in Sun Wukong's form glared at Princess Iron Fan with his fangs bared open. His Fiery-Golden Eyes burned brightly, making Princess Iron Fan flinch.