Listening to her cousin and brother-in-law endlessly belittle Jiang Che, Yin Yingying grew angry and couldn't help but retort, "Cousin, Brother-in-law! Jiang Che isn't the person you're describing! I know his strength very well—he's far beyond any ordinary Force Integration Martial Artist! We believe in him!"
Wang Xiufen shot Yin Yingying a glance, her tone a mix of worldly-wise admonishment and subtle derision:
"Yingying, my dear, you're still so young. You can know a person's face, but not their heart! It's true that Jiang Che saved you, but that was then, and this is now. In this day and age, people's hearts are treacherous. He heard your family's cloth shop was in trouble and that you were desperate for money, so of course he agreed to everything. But when he actually runs into a real problem, what good is a lone Force Integration Realm practitioner? You mustn't be fooled by empty promises or some old favor."
