Wukong, a man in armor with a beard and a beard, 
 Sun Wukong holds his staff firmly in his hands, no longer wielding it but resting it quietly on his lap. His gaze is calm, as if he has seen through the desires and ambitions of the world. The world beneath the Five-Finger Mountain grows ever more peaceful, with even the wind seemingly coming to a halt.

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