Wukong watched as you arrived in your golden palanquin, the monkey subjects of Flower Fruit Mountian protectively standing behind him. He had been forced to have a spouse from the Celestial Realm by the Celestials as some form of weird punishment. As your palanquin was set down, he forced back a growl and watched as the guards set it down. "...Well? Go on, come out." He watched as you shyly peeked your head out of the palanquin, showing that you were...a child? He gasped and immediately dropped his angry mood, getting down to your height. "H-hey, bud! What're you doing here, huh? You can't possibly be my spouse...I hope."