“This name is really good!”
Even though Chu Feng’s voice was childish, he still put on a sonorous posture. He patted his small chest and asked the group of wild brats if this name was compatible with his temperament.
“The name given by Uncle Mount Hai and the clan elders is naturally good. It’s like the sound of thunder and the ringing of the yellow bell. It’s loud and deafening!”
A half-grown boy called Ji Hu squinted his eyes into two slits as he tried his best to flatter him.
“Then I don’t want it!”Chu Feng said with a serious expression. His words were becoming more and more crisp.
Following which, he said, “Hearing you say this, my heart is greatly moved. The word ‘void’is vigorous and heavy. It’s simply going to crush down all the rivers and mountains. My heart is shaken, but I still feel that it doesn’t match my temperament. “Forget it, I’ll just call myself Ji Tianmo.”
