The Six-Eared Macaque's eyes were filled with resentment, but for the sake of that one fruit, he restrained himself and said with a smile, "Whether or not my master eats that fruit, what does it matter if you give it to me? Surely you can't expect the fruit to grow back on the tree once it's eaten, can you?"
"Indeed, the fruit cannot grow back on the tree, but how we dispose of it is none of your concern. Since my master has said the fruit is for your master and not for you, we certainly cannot give it to you. If you wish to eat it, you should first work on improving your cultivation. When your cultivation impresses my master, then come and ask for a fruit," Mingyue said, then closed the door and left.
The Six-Eared Macaque was so furious he itched to bite something, yet he was helpless and felt looked down upon, as if these people were treating him with contempt. What nonsense, withholding the fruit from him—he was determined to have it!
