"Even now, I remember his words that he left at the end of the match."
Shang Jiao mimicked the mannerism of Shang Wu, deepening his voice to imitate him.
"I don't acknowledge this weakling as my brother!!"
Ashen's pupils enlarged hearing this as he asked, "He said this in front of everyone?"
Shang Jiao nodded enthusiastically, as if finding someone of similar thinking.
"Yes. Even your grandfather was present."
Was this bravery or foolishness, Ashen wondered.
To say that he didn't acknowledge Shang Xin as his brother meant that he was opposing Shang Long's acknowledgement.
If Shang Long, the patriarch, announced Shang Xin as his son, then it by default made him Shang Wu's brother.
"So? How did Grandfather react?" Ashen inquired curiously. He felt like a child listening to the stories of adults.
Shang Jiao let out a disappointed sigh as he fell back on the couch, muttering:
