Upon hearing that, Mu Lingshi suddenly gripped the teacup in hand a little tighter. She thought about it, then shook her head. "No, Brother, I know you're doing it for me and the Mu family. No matter what, it's actually us who owe you too much. This whole thing should've had nothing to do with you. Sometimes, I wonder what would I do if I didn't have you." Her voice bore some bitterness.
"Why are you saying such silly things? We're siblings. Who else would I protect if not you? I don't deny that feeling guilty about you and Lingtian all these years. A mistake remains a mistake. The harm that has been done can never be reconciled just like how Grandmother's sudden passing didn't give us a chance to make it up to her," Mu Yuchen spoke in a lowered voice as faint sorrow showed in his eyes, "I'm grateful that you've never blamed me."
