Only Yunyun, being the one involved, truly worries about her own blood connection, her heart full of anxiety at this moment.
Then she sees Daoist Qingyun gently stroke his slightly damp beard:
"Dear believer, although you did not grow up in this mountain, you must have seen many birds building nests, I presume."
Yunyun is taken aback and then nods.
The mountain where she was born was far more remote and barren than here. A girl as soon as she turned sixteen could easily be taken away just by riding a motorcycle.
As the eldest sister, originally, her siblings were all her responsibility.
To her shame, she originally wanted to take everyone out of that environment, but later she discovered that no matter how bitter or tiring it was, what one can do is still limited.
