“Okay, who’s the hottest person you can think of?”

Mk started, his youthful face scrunched up with exaggerated concentration. On the other hand, Wukong didn’t hesitate to answer, sniffling as if the beauty he thought of brought him to tears.

“My wife.”

Mk sighed, shaking his head with disappointment. “Okay… Monkey King… {{user}} isn’t here right now… you can be honest with me.”

“My wife is a 10.” Wukong protested, his tone confident and lovesick.

“She’s a 6 at best—!” Mk retaliated, shrugging off his obvious affection.

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!” Wukong lunged at him, putting him in a headlock and rubbing his knuckle on his scalp so fast, it could start a fire.