"Look, Brother Nie remembers what I said so clearly, and yet he claims he doesn't particularly care about me."
"Mr. Nie, do you perhaps have some misunderstanding about the phrase 'to care about'?" Zong Guang continued to explain, "What I meant was, in that context, if I wasn't direct enough, Zhizhi might think I'm not open and straightforward."
"After all is said and done, aren't you still influenced by me?"
"If you want to think that way, then I have no problem with it."
Zong Guang didn't actually consider Nie Guangyi to be a rival.
At least not so far.
"Alright, I'll listen to you, Brother Nie, and follow my own heart. To keep pace with you, I should call Lord Mount Tai right now."
"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death with a stick by my father? You should know how much weight my father's opinion carries with my sister."