"At that time, I was covered in wounds, did you know? I was stitched up with eighty-five stitches at the hospital, did you know? All of these were done by the men your so-called dear eldest son, Jun Wuyang, had sent to attack me."
"I was only ten years old then, cornered in an alley by a group of thugs, can you understand the helplessness and fear I felt then?"
"If it weren't for Shangguan Yu and his father, I would have been killed by them long ago."
"You speak of conscience to me using someone who doesn't even have a heart? Let me tell you, even if Jun Wuyang died eight hundred times, it would not suffice for the sins he committed."
"He should be grateful, if it weren't for grandfather and my second brother, that first time he pushed me into the water I would have stabbed him. Would he still be alive now?"
"I..." Jun Qing was stunned, he had never known that Jun Wuyang, being so young, dared to do such things to Jun Moyan.