In the past, her emotional support was Grandpa... err, now it's you, and this is the problem."
Temir paused again, pointing at a huge dangling tree.
"Don't be so full of yourself, Achilles. You constantly call me a fool, yet I can remember the way to see Grandpa. What about you?"
She turned around, and Cheng Daqi noticed the black-haired rich woman's reddened eyes.
Temir's brother took out the wine he brought and sprinkled it under the dangling tree, over a small tomb that buried a legend.
"Mi'er, we are not ordinary people. Tillerson compares the Great Commanders to children of the clouds, and you were born a child of the clouds.
It's good to value family, but in our family, that's not an advantage. Antony doesn't like me, and I don't like you. But look, I'm still a fairly decent brother.
My dear sister, it's time for you to grow up and become a strong and resilient leader, not a little girl, a little girl controlled by societal trends."
