Nie Huaisang doesn't want to sully the memory of his Da-ge, but there was a lot that happened in the Impure Realm that stayed behind those tall, fortress walls. His illness was exacerbated, but his rages still happened, and for a lot of it Nie Huaisang was the person who bore the brunt of the abuse.

"He smashed and burned my things."

He looks ahead, squinting slightly as he recalls that day. He'd been so wounded by his older brother in so many ways. "Emptied my room and made me watch as he set them all on fire."