Sun Wu Kong, the legendary Dao Lord, the Monkey King, was smiling widely as he used the key to enter the Primordial Garden. It was the sacred land, even more so than the Primary realm, in his opinion because only the Primordial Garden could still produce Primordial energy.
Although he secretly worked for Nuwa, unbeknownst to the universe, that did not prevent him from having his own goals and agenda. For him, what greater goals were there to grow stronger, and steal better? Both of those could be achieved within the Primoridial Garden.
The best part was that the mistress of the garden had sealed her abilities, so she wouldn't be able to detect his tricks, while any guards she had accompanying her would likely not be skilled enough to detect him anyway.
Yes, there was that super casual and always annoyingly happy Innkeeper. But he never did anything besides leaving a few scathing remarks, and Wu Kong could tolerate that.
