Song Chongjin raised an eyebrow and glanced at Song Chongqin. It was indeed true that in the Duke's Mansion, even a child of six or seven couldn't be underestimated.
Such deep thoughts at such a young age.
Song Hong's face darkened, and he first glanced at Song Chongjin.
Song Chongjin looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.
Feeling immediately embarrassed, he bowed his head and scolded, "Shut up! Is this nonsense you are speaking? Usually, since you're young, even if you say something wrong, I don't blame you. But have I spoiled you too much? Is this how the teacher usually instructs you? As the younger brother, you dare to mock your elder brother's name? Who gave you the courage?"
"This name was given by your father. So, what? Do you think your father can't name someone?"
His tone was severe, and he was very angry.
