The Immortal Official was rendered speechless and waved his hand, "Never mind, never mind, I can't out-argue you, no wonder you could achieve Buddhahood while I could only become an Immortal. Truly, Immortals and Buddhas are different. Go ahead and guide them in their deliverance; I'm leaving the feast."
The suspense Wukong created around his dish had been drawn out for too long. Initially, it piqued the curiosity of all the gods, but as time went on, their curiosity waned and ultimately evaporated entirely.
That Immortal Official had left his seat, put off by the Buddhist disciple's incessant chanting of "Amitābha". The remaining Immortal Officials, figuring there were no more dishes coming, simply exchanged a few courtesies before departing.
As more people left, Master Zhenyuan grew more sympathetic towards Wukong. At first, he thought Wukong was shooting himself in the foot.