After Sun Wukong returned to the Great Sage Equalling Heaven's house, Ne Zha came to visit, and only then did Wukong realize that the former manager of the annual Martial Arts Tournament had always been Li Tianwang.
Clearly, he had usurped someone else's position.
Could it be that the Jade Emperor was planning to target Li Tianwang this time?
"Great Sage, don't worry about it," Ne Zha said with a laugh, "I have been displeased with my father for a long time. He organizes the Martial Arts Tournament every year, always favoring Chan Buddhism and the monks, completely unjust. It serves him right to be dismissed by His Majesty."
"Heh, you can really be ruthless against your own kin," Sun Wukong laughed.
"I've tried before," Ne Zha jumped onto the table next to him, legs dangling, "Unfortunately, an old geezer gave my dad a Gold Pagoda, making him guard against me every day."