Before Isaac could react, he was struck on the head with a sharp smack. He yelped, immediately clutching and rubbing his head while crouching. Talia's eyes widened in shock as she rushed to cradle his head.
"Ouch! Hey, that really hurts, you know," Isaac whined with a pout.
Wukong hmphed, withdrawing his hand. "You're lucky I held back in my kindness... Father." He spat the word with such venom that even the air tensed. Then, with exaggerated disgust, he began scraping his tongue. "Eugh. Never in a million years will that term sound anything but disgusting."
Isaac deadpanned. "I'll have you know I raised you perfectly. I was also your master in disguise—Puti Zushi."
Chase and Aurora exchanged glances and burst into laughter at the absurd name. Athena rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed with their immaturity.
