Because he had no talent, he was ridiculed since childhood; only Brother Jia would genuinely care for him and protect him. In his heart, Brother Jia was already like his real elder brother. If it weren't for the many disciples in the sect, calling him brother directly would invite criticism, making it seem like he was fawning over Brother Jia. He would have called him that long ago.
Originally, he was worried that he was useless, that he would be nothing but a burden to his brother. Unexpectedly, his brother had thought the same long ago. Yun Xiaoran's face broke into a joyful smile, his fair face lit up with a toothy grin, and he suddenly felt that the suffering he endured, and the persistence that seemed idiotic in others' eyes, were all worth it.
