"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I just want to give you a heads-up: it's in your best interest not to get into trouble. I don't want to end up arresting someone like you one day."
An Ji slightly curved the corners of his mouth, his eyes calm and undisturbed, "You take your police duties seriously."
"When I chose this profession, I naturally committed to doing it wholeheartedly. If something I said earlier offended you, don't take it to heart—I just don't want to see An Ruo upset or heartbroken one day."
"So you care about my sister quite a bit, huh?"
"Of course, I love her—she's the only woman I've ever loved."
"You say you love her and expect me to believe you? Let me tell you, unless I see it with my own eyes, I won't believe a word you say."
Mo Hua didn't get angry; instead, he smiled.
"You're very protective of your sister; that's good."
An Ji was noncommittal and didn't speak further.
She was his sister, his only family; of course, he would protect her.
