They glanced at each other, both still had tears and snot on their old faces, but their expressions had already tensed up.
Lian Changhe, with a solemn face, was the first to speak, "What was asked just now?"
"Um... um..." Rash Ge's mouth was covered tightly, unable to speak.
Lian Wanzhen stopped dragging the person to another place and looked nervously at his dad, hoping that the person hadn't heard clearly before.
In the courtyard, it was dead silent; those who were clueless and those in the know did not answer, only feeling the atmosphere growing tense.
Lian Bingcheng said gravely, "They can't tell who is the older brother and who is the younger brother, it's time."
Lian Changhe was silent for a moment and then nodded solemnly.
The two men gazed intently at each other, with thunder and lightning swirling in each other's eyes, the atmosphere growing increasingly heavy.
In the next instant, both spoke in unison, "I am the older brother, you are the younger brother."
