"Zhang Bairen? Bai Ren?"
As expected, Hao Tian felt an immediate soul-deep resonance with the name "Zhang Bairen."
"Endurance leads to Dao, endurance crowns an emperor. A good name, Great Emperor Changsheng, you truly understand me."
Ji Changsheng was at a loss for words, "Your Majesty certainly has an extraordinary capacity for endurance."
He could endure anything, really.
Ji Changsheng even felt that if Hao Tian kept on enduring, one day he might hold his own against his teacher.
Heaven knows how many years had primed the spring in Hao Tian's Path of Endurance.
It might not last long, but in the moment of its release, it could rival or even surpass a Saint.
Of course, as quickly as it came, it could just as rapidly depart.
Regardless of how strong the Path of Endurance was, Ji Changsheng respectfully declined to partake.
"Why the surname Zhang?"
