“From now on, you’ll be called Gao Zhijian,” Li Huowang said to Simpleton, who was carrying a wooden rod.6

“I… I… I…”0

Li Huowang reached out to press down on Simpleton’s thick finger that was pointing at his own chest. “Don’t go ‘I…’ anymore. Remember, you’re no longer Simpleton. This is your new name. Gao Zhijian. Got it? Aren’t you literate? Break off a tree branch and write it on the floor until you memorize it.”1

“Oh…” Simpleton, who had no say in picking his own name, dejectedly turned toward the forest and walked over.1

On the other hand, Li Huowang sighed as he looked at that towering figure walking away.0

Whatever it is, since I previously said that I will give him a name, then I have to deliver. Let this be his gift for coming back from...6