"Yes, he wasn't as powerful before, but he was always doing quite well," Beitang Xinya clenched Beitang Tingxue's hand tightly. "Tingxue, what did you mean by what you just said? Why did your Second Brother leave home?"
"My Second Brother said he wants to make a name for himself before coming back!" Beitang Tingxue looked at Beitang Xinya, her eyes shimmering with tears as she choked up and said, "Once, when he came back to visit family, I played rock-paper-scissors with him and got him drunk. He held me and said that our family has no support, and money can't solve everything, we'll still get bullied! He said he wants to make something of himself, that he wants to stand out, and in the future, if anyone dares bully us, he'd shoot them! Mom..."
