The Bullied Man's Hidden Legacy

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Zachary fell silent. The sadness of the bottom rungs of society had existed since ancient times. It explained why so many people were desperate to climb to the top. He knew all of this, but now he understood it on a much deeper level.

In less than half an hour, Alani arrived. Entering the door, he asked, "Did you get hurt?"

"No, if I had, I would have gone to the hospital." Zachary had finally made peace with the fact that he couldn't blame his brother for not calling for help sooner. Instead, he had become the subject of mockery.

Alani, who was six years older than Zachary, instinctively reached out to pat his head, asking, "Are you hurt?"

Zachary pushed his jacket back, lifted the back collar, and said, "Look, there are bruises!"

Alani playfully slapped Zachary on the back and said, "You, you're like a monkey. You can't get hurt!" He was relieved to see that Zachary was still alive and well.

Zachary retorted, "Grandpa said you're the one who's more like a monkey."

Alani walked