Love and Hate Fall as Silent as Snow

After my younger sworn brother was jilted and abandoned by that heartless woman, he sank into gloom day after day. To lift his spirits, I gave him spirit stones, gifted him an immortal manor, and even arranged for him to become the disciple of a master of enchanted relics. He was timid and withdrawn, so I swallowed my pride and smoothed the way for him everywhere, begging my immortal friends to look after him. My wife, the God of War, was far from pleased. "A useless thing who can't even stand on his own will only bring you trouble. He isn't even blood kin. Do you really have to keep coddling him like he's some ancestor to be worshipped?"