In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

That night, Chen Yi still had a dream, in which the king of Wuji Kingdom asked him for help.

Upon waking up and seeing the jade tablet on the table, Chen Yi sighed helplessly.

"Great Sage!"

Like a startled lion, Sun Wukong immediately opened his eyes, walked towards Chen Yi, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Chen pushed the jade tablet forward: "Great Sage, look."

Sun Wukong picked up the jade tablet and examined it carefully, his eyes filled with doubt like smoke: "Where did this come from?"

Chen Yi recounted his dream about the King of Wuji Kingdom to his three disciples as if telling a story.

Pigsy was utterly astonished, his expression one of utter surprise that seemed capable of swallowing the entire world: "So the king in the palace is a fake!"

"That monster is really wicked! It seized the king's country and even took the king's wives and concubines!"

Sha Wujing shook his head helplessly: "Second Brother, you really are..."

Chen Yi was both amused and exasperated; how could Bajie have such a vivid mind?

Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed: "Since the king said that the prince will come to the temple to offer incense today, then we'll tell him the truth then."

Chen nodded: "The Great Sage is right, let's see tomorrow."

……

At noon, the prince indeed arrived at the temple.

While the Crown Prince was admiring the temple, Chen Yi walked directly towards him.

"You audacious monk! Get out of the way!"

Hearing the guard's angry shout, Chen Yi did not back down at all. Instead, he stood firm like a mountain and went straight to meet the attack.

Seeing the two guards draw their swords, the crown prince raised his hand, which resembled a flag, and said, "Wait!"

After saying that, he looked at Chen Yi with eyes as sharp as a hawk and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, monk, that you dare not kneel before me, the Crown Prince?"

Chen Yi replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "This humble monk is Tang Sanzang, a disciple of the Tang Emperor of the East, who is on his way to the Western Paradise to seek scriptures and present treasures."

Upon hearing that there was treasure, the prince's eyes immediately lit up, like two dazzling stars: "Oh? What treasures are there in the Central Plains of the East?"

Chen Yi smiled slightly: "This humble monk has a treasure, but there are too many people here to see it."

The prince waved to the people behind him, and they retreated like a tide.

Chen Yi: "Your Highness, please follow me."

"Please~"

After entering the room, Chen handed a box to the Crown Prince, which looked like a treasure chest filled with mystery.

Chen Yi said, "Your Highness, the treasure is inside."

The prince opened the box and saw a jade tablet, which resembled a bright moon and emitted a soft light.

Upon seeing what treasure was inside the box, the crown prince immediately roared in anger, "You monk, how dare you steal my father's treasure!"

As he spoke, the crown prince drew his sword, ready to attack Chen Yi.

Chen Yi was startled and immediately shouted, "Great Sage! Help!"

Sun Wukong used his magic to freeze the prince in place.

"Young Prince, we've summoned you here because we have something we'd like to discuss with you."

Unable to move, the prince glared at Sun Wukong with displeasure.

Chen Yi quickly helped the crown prince sit down and then told him about the matter of the real and fake kings.

When the prince heard the monk in front of him say that his father was dead and that the father in the palace was an imposter, his eyes were filled with shock.

Seeing the little prince's disbelieving look, Sun Wukong snorted coldly, "Little prince, let me tell you the truth. Last night, your deceased father appeared to the little monk in a dream, asking for his help."

"Don't you dare confuse right with wrong!"

Chen Yi also said, "Your Highness, that evil Taoist priest harmed your father. Are you going to acknowledge a thief as your father?"

After Sun Wukong used his magic to restore the prince to normal, the prince remained silent, and the doubt in his eyes did not dissipate.

The Taoist priest was clearly blown away by the wind back then, so how could he be his current father?

But looking at the jade tablet in his hand, he felt a pang of panic. If what the monk said was true, then his father…

Chen Yi: "Your Highness, tonight my disciple will carry your father's body out of the well. When you come to the temple, you will have no choice but to believe it."

Crown Prince: "Hmph! Then I'll come again tonight and see if you're lying!"

The crown prince left in anger.

Chen turned his head and saw Sun Wukong looking at him with a half-smile.

Chen Yi asked in confusion, "Great Sage, what's wrong?"

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow: "When did I say I was going to carry the king's corpse out? Hmm?"

Chen Yi blinked, looking completely innocent: "Great Sage, I've already made my promise, you'll help me, right?"

"Great Sage, please help me!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and said irritably, "You're only so unrestrained because you see that I, the Great Sage, am soft-hearted and helpless!"

Chen Yi said in a soft voice, "Great Sage, you're the best~ Please~"

Normally, whenever he asks Sun Wukong for something, Sun Wukong will comply with him.

Sun Wukong's ears turned slightly red, and he said, "Stop! I understand, don't say anything."

Chen Yi: ...Why can't people speak?

Okay, fine, if he agrees, then he won't say anything. He should shut up!