Although he didn't know what braised pig ears tasted like, Sun Wukong had great trust in Jiang Liu's cooking skills.
From what he said, could it be that braised pig ears are even tastier than pork over rice?
This thought made Sun Wukong's eyes light up, and he unconsciously swallowed his saliva and nodded vigorously, "Master, I'll cut off his pair of pig ears right now."
"Hold on!"
When Sun Wukong said he would cut off the pig ears, he truly meant it. Zhu Bajie couldn't bear the thought and hurriedly spoke up while also turning to Jiang Liu, "Master, why do you say that I, Old Pig, intentionally concealed my identity?"
"Your sloth and gluttony indeed prove you're a pig, but has your brain also become like a pig's?"
Shaking his head at Zhu Bajie's words, Jiang Liu said, "The fact that Wukong once served as a Stable Attendant in the Heavenly Court might not be a big secret, but being able to recognize him at a glance is surely enough to prove identity, isn't it?"