"I can't stand you psychologists!"
Rick said speechlessly, "In your eyes, I don't have any secrets... so, what do you want me to do?"
"Smart kid." Sun Wukong smiled, then changed the topic, "I'm not from your world, so I have no right to judge what you've done before. But I guess you don't care about others either, except Morty."
"What do you mean?"
Rick's eyes glowed with a dangerous light.
Even though in this multiverse battlefield, Morty wouldn't truly die, as his most "beloved" grandson that he found, Rick's "affection" for him surpassed any other Morty he had raised.
He truly felt "love."
"Nothing much, just that your grandson and one of my girls are together." Sun Wukong stated a fact, "To be honest, ol' Sun thinks you're not quite fit to be raising a grandson."
"My grandson is better than anyone else!" Rick stubbornly said.
"Hmm, the lower-half War God, before he met my people, he pulled quite a few radishes with street girls." Sun Wukong stated another fact.
