When he heard his father speak.
Su Chong felt an overwhelming, unmistakable sense of familiarity rushing towards him.
With memories of the cane and fist, every inch of his skin trembled with familiarity.
What he feared most was that because he returned as the Young Master of Flying Tiger Army, his father would treat him differently.
He didn't want any changes.
He liked the identity of Young Master of Feihu Village, Young Master of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
The title of Young Master of Duke Chong's Mansion felt too foreign to him.
Watching his son grin foolishly.
Even Marquis Dongxiang didn't dare approach the ancestral hall of Duke Chong's Mansion.
His eldest brother's son was raised to resemble more like his own son.
Su Chong inherited the talents from the Heir of Duke Xian, and learned everything quickly and understood instantly.
But since childhood, he was influenced more by Dongxiang Marquis in personality.
Of course.
