I recommend reading this on your mobile device! Font recommended. : Mukta Mahee After Xiǎotiān's daily training, Wukong had been in his hut, huddling under a pile of pillows. He hadn't been sleeping, fitful from the effects of insomnia, he recourse to hoping that he would be in a better condition for tomorrow's training session. Or... A figure within the realm of shadows pulled him in for a quick tango. I'm making Macaque taller than Wukong. Why? Because, to me, he is. @alepics