"I don't give a shit about who you are-" The less he knew, the less he had to care. "-what you are is my concern. And you don't even know."

Sanzo had a feeling he wasn't lying, he was free enough with how old he was and stupid things like his parentage. A bastard child himself, Sanzo really didn't give a shit. He wouldn't care regardless.

"Why the fake?" he asked, jerking his head in the direction of the body. He wasn't sure if he could put Cassian down permanently, maybe Koumyou could. If he was only a threat to the soulless natives, he wouldn't need to.