Chen Tang's face darkened as he stared at Creation Little Five, as if he were staring at an enemy.
"Haven't you opened the wooden box yet?"
Creation Little Five feigned, "Do you need your brother to help you?"
"There's no need!" Chen Tang interrupted him harshly, continuing to work on the wooden box.
Creation Little Five pretended to be helpful and instructed from the side, "You do it like this first, then this, and then this... Wrong, wrong! You have to do it like this first, then this..."
Chen Tang tossed the wooden box aside angrily, "Chen Wu, will you stop?"
Creation Little Five's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he laughed, "You talk to me like that? I'm still your elder brother. Fine, if I kill you, the Old Chen Family won't be disgraced."
He began counting on his fingers like reciting treasured items, "My father Chen Yindou, me, Chen Wu, and my son Chen Shi, a perfect family of three."
Chen Tang was exasperated.
