Ghost King...

Name?

He... doesn’t have a name.

He cultivated from a wandering ghost to a ghost spirit, then step by step from a ghost spirit to a Ghost King in human form. Over thousands of years, even the ghost doesn’t remember if he ever had a name!

But... isn’t it a bit embarrassing to have no name?

The Ghost King was silent, trying hard to think of a name to bluff when Lan Ling unceremoniously exposed him.

Lan Ling chuckled and said, "Xiao Xue, have you forgotten? Ghost spirits don’t have names. Although he’s become a Ghost King, he’s still a ghost spirit after all!"

Previously, Lan Ling was quite afraid of this Ghost King. After all, having dealt with ghost spirits for so long, he had heard of their prowess. But now... hahaha, this Ghost King has become Xiao Xue’s pet, so what is he afraid of!

The Ghost King gave Lan Ling a chilly glance, and a beam of black light shot straight towards Lan Ling’s forehead. Fortunately, Lan Ling reacted quickly, dodging in time, and patted his chest saying, "Oh my, can’t even tell the truth now!"

Han Jing silently gave him a look. It’s not that you can’t tell the truth; you just have to see whose truth you’re telling.

Lan Ling... took two steps back and decided to remain silent.

Xiao Xue didn’t notice this and said, troubled, "So you don’t have a name, huh? I guess I have to give you one!"

Ghost King... So has he really become a pet ghost now? It’s so undignified; what to do?

Xiao Xue frowned, looking serious...

The crowd...

After a long while, Xiao Xue’s eyes suddenly lit up: "I’ve got it, you’ll be called Lianwu!"

"Pfft" This time Yun Feng and Lan Ling couldn’t hold back and laughed.

The Ghost King’s face turned pitch black: "Kid, I disagree!"

Lianwu? Sounds like a woman’s name! No way!

Xiao Xue looked at him puzzled: "Why do you disagree?"

"I’m a man!" the Ghost King righteously declared.

Xiao Xue nodded understandingly: "I know! But what’s that got to do with being called Lianwu?"

Ghost King...

"Then tell me, why Lianwu?" How did you come up with this name!

Han Jing tried hard to keep a straight face, fearing laughing too much would ruin her image. Ever since Xiao Xue uttered those words, she knew what she meant.

But girl... is it really okay to be so quirky?

Xiao Xue earnestly explained to the Ghost King: "Look, your eyes are blood red, right?"

The Ghost King nodded.

But what does that have to do with calling him Lianwu?

Xiao Xue continued to explain: "So you see, I’m called Xiao Xue. You can’t be called Xiao Xue too, right?"

Ghost King... So if not called Xiao Xue, does that mean no name at all?

Xiao Xue seriously nodded at him with her little head: "Since you can’t be called Xiao Xue, then you’ll be Lianwu, which is a kind of fruit, red in color."

Han Jing felt she could no longer look at lianwu without wanting to laugh! What to do!

Lan Ling, fearless, added: "Xiao Xue, strawberry is also red!"

Xiao Xue seriously shook her head: "No, no, Lianwu has another meaning!"

Everyone looked at her, expecting her to deliver an earth-shattering explanation.

Xiao Xue proudly looked at the Ghost King: "I met you in Hanwu Forest!"

I met you in Hanwu Forest!

Just that one sentence, and the Ghost King suddenly found the name sounding pleasant.