"Can't you not go? Just stay here with us. Don't go back to the organization or your godfather."
Qiao Jing revealed a rare vulnerability.
The windows in Qiao Yue's room were open. It was early spring, and the wind brought smells of grass and trees into the room. Qiao Yue felt a sadness emanating from the bottom of her heart.
"I must go this time." Qiao Yue looked at Qiao Jing. "You have things you need to protect. So do I."
"The thing you want to protect, is it your organization...?"
Qiao Jing looked at Qiao Yue, his eyes filled with sorrow.
"So you know." Qiao Yue looked at Qiao Jing. "You probably already know who I am."
Qiao Jing knew everything. "Do you know who the financial backer of the AST organization is?"
"It's the Eugene family. Andy and Trand's family. They killed your mother, didn't they? Do you still want to go back?"
"Yes." Qiao Yue nodded.
