Sun Wukong sighed.
No wonder so many people among the human race lament that they would rather love dogs than humans.
Just the loyalty alone is touching.
To a doggy, there is only its own master.
For them, their master is their everything.
"Actually, it's not just about protecting his kin. The main reason is that he is buried there, that place has his scent, and I don't want to leave him."
The Great Emperor said with a smile, filled with reminiscence and ease, but most of all, regret.
When his master died, he had not yet come into his own. If he had the strength he has now, he could definitely have made his master immortal too.
Regrettably, it was ultimately too late.
Nu Ba and Fan Yao heard the commotion and hurried over.
They both heard the Great Emperor's words and were very moved.
The two women were so touched that they were in tears.
"Would you be willing to continue guarding the human race?"
Sun Wukong asked.
