The Green Ox expressed its opinion, knowing that Eryao must have a way, and saw him occupied with his task.
Eryao cast a sidelong glance at the Green Ox and snapped, "Why are you so useless? Both of us are spiritual pets of our master, yet no wonder you've fallen out of favor! You even had the audacity to cry earlier, and you're utterly worthless! With so many books for you to read, you haven't learned a single useful thing!"
The Green Ox lowered its head, stung by Eryao's reprimand. Internally, it was puzzled. Was it really that stupid?
Its heart felt sour earlier, to the point of tears. Now it genuinely wanted to cry!
"Oh, fine, you bitter melon face! When are you going to change your expression? Wearing that face all the time won't make you any smarter. Forget it, forget it. I'll give you a Magical Treasure—use it well!"
Despite scolding the Green Ox, Eryao also felt uncomfortable in its heart. Who would willingly have another competitor vying for their master's affection?
