Logically speaking, no matter who the person is, they wouldn't withstand Yin Shiqing's repeated torments.
Yet this father, the way he speaks…
seems pretty concerned whether Yin Shiqing is dead or alive…
Yin Shaohui didn't expect Yin Shixiu to be so perceptive, catching his meaning immediately.
"Since you're asking, I'll be honest with you, son."
"…"
"No matter how many unforgivable acts Yin Shiqing has committed, he was raised by your mother and me, he's a war orphan, and his father and I were brothers in arms, a bond formed through life and death."
"When his parents died, I swore that I would ensure Yin Shiqing survived well."
"So?"
"If Yin Shiqing's crimes don't warrant death, then let's not push him to a corner, give him a way out."
Yin Shixiu held the small tea cup, his fingers tracing the rim, pondering as he nodded…
"Yes, let's not push him to a corner, give him a way out…"
Yin Shaohui stared intently at Yin Shixiu,
