Sun Jack was stunned upon hearing this. He carefully recalled what his father had said to him, and in his memory, that was exactly what had been said.
"No, my memory isn't wrong. I even borrowed Xiao Ting's device to check specifically! There are no traces of editing in my memory!"
"Yeah, I didn't say your memory was fake. I just think your name is fucking weird."
"Weird, my name is weird? What's your name then!"
"I'm Zhao Bowen! The kid I've been torturing is Liu Zihan. See the problem? These are real names, man. You can tell the format is different at a glance."
"Is my name really... that strange?" Sun Jack, with a solemn expression, thought back to the past. He remembered the first time he introduced himself in kindergarten, the first time he introduced himself in the first grade, and even when his parents held him and introduced him to their colleagues and elders.
