"Huh?"
The two brothers were both confused, exchanging glances before turning their heads to look at Liu Deshui.
Seeing that Liu Deshui was serious, the expressions on the brothers' faces became somewhat difficult.
Then they looked at Chu Dazhuang next to them.
Both of them were several years older than Chu Dazhuang.
You could ask for anything else, and even if they had to call Chu Dazhuang "Uncle Chu," they would have endured it.
But unexpectedly, they were now damn being told to address Chu Dazhuang as "Brother."
It would be fine if Chu Dazhuang were older than them by several years.
But at a glance, in terms of seniority, Chu Dazhuang should be calling them something.
Now having to call Chu Dazhuang "Dad," wasn't this equivalent to letting someone shit on their necks?
He had never felt such humiliation since birth.
Liu Zhixiao was starting to get impatient, his expression darkening, his face clouding over as he was about to speak.
