However, Jian Yunmo had regained his composure again. Compared to before, his gentle face was a little more solemn.
He looked at Jian Yuncheng and Jian Yunnao with a deep sadness in his gaze:
"Brother, it's not about who I beat up or hit. That doesn't matter. That doesn't change anything. It won't change the fact that Yiling had gotten hurt."
Jian Yunmo's heart ached for Jian Yiling. No one had trusted her.
However, even though his heart ached, the things that he could do for her were still incredibly limited.
Although he could beat up Jian Yunnao and reprimand Jian Yuncheng, nothing could change what had already happened.
What he needed to do was not to vent his own emotions, but to make his sister feel better.
However, he himself was in such a state that he was afraid he would hurt her if he got too close.
"I understand," Jian Yuncheng replied. He understood what his brother meant.
