Huo Shaoheng packed his things and stood up.
He was dressed in a straight military uniform, even though he was in the room with a belt around his waist.
Putting on his military cap, he took a step towards the door and said calmly,"... my uncle died eighteen years ago. Where did you recognize your big brother? Do you not want the title of Martyr's family anymore?"
He glanced at Huo Guanchen.
Huo Guanchen choked again and did not say a word. His face was almost purple.
He clenched his fists tightly and tried his best not to scream.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. He calmed his intense heartbeat and looked at Huo Shaoheng,"... so it's true?"
