Gouzi's eyebrows twitched, and he exploded in anger, glaring furiously as he said, "Is there any difference? I care about the trinket because it is given by our master, and I care about you because you are my friend. Can't I care about both?"
Lin Suqing was surprised: "Friend…"
He was touched, but he suppressed it and ended up saying even more barbed words: "Shouldn't friends be honest with each other?"
"You! Has your brain been kicked by a wild donkey?" Gouzi didn't know what to say for a moment. Indeed, there were things he hadn't been honest about, but those were things he couldn't be honest about, nor could he admit to them. He turned his face away and glanced at Lin Suqing from the corner of his eye, scornfully saying, "You think too much, you're an idiot. I am the War God, and I even find you clumsy when you groom me—hmph, how could we possibly be that kind of friends!"
