Monk Jing Sha just stared with wide eyes at the yellow-furred little monkey that barely reached his knees, which was shaking its head as it nibbled on a peach, also staring back at him. Suddenly, the scene became a little awkward. On the one hand, Monk Jing Sha wanted to stall for time as much as possible to allow himself to recover even just a bit, so if those mighty gorillas really did charge at him en masse, he would stand a better chance at winning. Although he found the little yellow-furred monkey in front of him quite amusing, he dared not underestimate the group of mighty gorillas.