"Master, why did you give gold-tier items to others but not to me? Are you not concerned about me, your most adorable disciple? I am your disciple. If you gave items to the Blackmoon Knights and allowed them to surpass me, would not I lose face as their master? I don't want that. As a leader, if my subordinates surpass me, I will disappoint them. If I disappoint my subordinates, I will feel bad. If I feel bad, I won't be able to eat. If I can't eat, I won't be in the mood to train. If I can't train, I won't be able to become stronger. If I can't become stronger, I will embarrass you—"
Watson winked at the astrologer as he spoke in a coquettish tone.
The astrologer was speechless. "Just as I expected, a master is the same as his subordinates. Why would you say the same thing as your captain?"
