Sun Wukong set down his wine cup and glanced at the Deputy Right Supervisor, "If it shouldn't be said, don't say it."
The Deputy Right Supervisor's expression stiffened, it wasn't like that at all, and he hastily looked towards the Supervisor.
The Supervisor internally cursed at the uselessness of the other man, then forced a smile and said, "Great Sage Grandfather, we overheard some unfavorable comments about Grandfather outside,
If we recount them, we might provoke Grandfather's anger, but keeping them from you would be an even greater crime deserving of death."
Sun Wukong feigned curiosity, "Oh? Let's hear it. Old Sun promises not to beat you to death."
The Supervisor was a bit confused, but could only pluck up the courage to continue, "Great Sage Grandfather, please contain your wrath, there are people slandering, saying that Grandfather is nothing but a nobody who tends horses for others."