"Do you harbor not a shred of resentment or jealousy?" asked the Patriarch Xiao, his gaze fixed upon him.
At these words, Xiao Junheng paused, then smiled and countered, "Father, do you truly believe I am that sort of person?"
"I know you are not that sort of person. But if not for Junyan, perhaps you would be the young master of the Xiao family. Any good fortune would have fallen upon you, not him. So I wonder—after seeing all this, is there truly not a trace of resentment or jealousy in your heart?" He sighed softly, his tone deep.
"Father, there's no need to worry. I've never once harbored any desire to compete with Junyan. We are both sons of the Xiao family, raised together since childhood. Though we are cousins, our bond is closer than that of brothers. Junyan is truly exceptional. I can only feel pride and joy for him, never envy."
