"I just risked my life to toss that coin to the Tomb Guardian."
Liu Zheng started playing the sympathy card.
"Well, I just had to desperately make you run away."
Niu Ma retorted.
"And I always bring you along on any money-making gigs."
"And I'm the one who delivers those deadly takeouts for you."
"Well, I..."
"Well, I..."
The two men began listing the things they had done for each other in turns.
The two men, who usually couldn't even bother caring about each other, now seemed desperate to claim they did anything, even breathe less air for each other.
"Enough, enough. At this rate, my vacation will end."
Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and said.
"So, what should we do?"
"Let's play rock-paper-scissors,"
he suggested.
"You think I'm stupid, huh? Can I even throw anything else?"
Niu Ma rolled his eyes and said.
"Then let's toss the cane; whoever the head points toward, goes."
Liu Zheng proposed.
"That could work."
Niu Ma nodded.
