Ao Tian advised, "This really isn't a big deal, there's no need to make such a fuss about it. Don't forget, we still need Wukong's help to rebuild the Heavenly Dragon Clan. Do you really want to fall out with him over such a trifle?"
"...Second brother, it's only out of respect for you that I'm not stooping to that monkey's level!"
Taking a deep breath, Ying Long Ying Tian forcibly suppressed the rage in his heart, let out a cold snort, and turned his head away, refusing to look at Sun Wukong. Although Sun Wukong hadn't heard the telepathic conversation between Ao Tian and Ying Long Ying Tian, he could generally guess what was said. As long as Ying Tian didn't trouble him, he was too lazy to hold a grudge and continued to inspect his Ruyi Divine Armor, growing more pleased the more he examined it.