225 Senior

"Call him uncle?"

At this moment, regardless of whether they were teacher or student, all of them felt strangled.

For Lu Xun to call Zhang Xuan uncle?

Where does this logic come from?

Am I hearing things?

Master Lu Chen was the emperor's tutor, and if Lu Xun were to call him uncle, wouldn't Emperor Shen Zhui have to do the same as well?

Does this make any sense?

Upon thinking of this, everyone turned their gazes toward Emperor Shen Zhui, who was seated at the VIP area. As expected, his complexion seemed awful.

For an emperor, as well as a middle-aged man in his forties, to be considered as a junior to a lad who wasn't even in his twenties yet... No one can accept such a situation easily.

"Address him as... uncle?"

Lu Xun was on the verge of tears.

What do you mean by that?

He isn't even as old as me, not to mention, he is just a low-level teacher. Yet, I have to call him uncle?

He felt so stifled that he had an urge to puke blood.