Wu Er enjoys the feeling of pretending to be weak while actually being strong.
After all, this kind of thing is incredibly fun! Incredibly exciting!
Hearing Wu Er's words, Xiao Mingmu nodded, then reached into his sleeve, took out a storage bag, and tossed it to Wu Er.
He said, "Senior brother, I prepared all these things a hundred years ago, and the dossiers are all filled out. I'm just waiting for you to use them."
Wu Er caught the storage bag that Xiao Mingmu threw to him and looked at the contents.
All kinds of certificates were complete, and even the Taoist robes and magic weapons were prepared, which were the standard equipment for outer disciples.
Seeing that everything was so complete, Wu Er laughed and said, "Wow, you even figured that out?"
Xiao Mingmu then said, "Senior brother, take a look at your cultivator certificate. Get used to your new identity and new name, especially this name. I thought about it for a long time to find one that suits your temperament!"
"Oh? Really?"
Wu Er was also curious and wanted to know what name his second junior brother had prepared for him.
So he rummaged through his storage bag and took out a thin card made of jade.
That thin jade piece is the cultivator's certificate.
Upon seeing the cultivator's certificate, Wu Er frowned.
Then he slowly read aloud, "Long Aotian?"
Upon hearing these three words, Xiao Mingmu turned his head away and chuckled to himself.
Then he suppressed his laughter, turned to face Wu Er, and said seriously, "How is it? Senior brother, does this name suit your temperament?"
Wu Er stared blankly at the three words on the cultivator's certificate without making a move.
Long Aotian?
Although Wu Er is now three times more powerful than Long Aotian.
It could be used directly as a name... That's so embarrassing!
It's so awkward when you're talking to someone and they keep calling you "Long Aotian" all the time.
After a moment of silence, Wu Er finally spoke, saying, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Mingmu pretended to be stupid and said, "Isn't this name good? I think it suits you very well, Senior Brother!"
Wu Er stood up, pointed at the cultivator's certificate in his hand, and said, "Keep pretending! I've told you what Long Aotian meant, and you're doing this on purpose."
Xiao Mingmu continued to play dumb, saying, "Really? Did my senior brother tell me? I forgot."
"You call me a scoundrel? Aren't you even more of a scoundrel than me?"
"Really? Is that what you call being a scoundrel? If you don't like me, senior brother, go ahead and hit me!!"
Seeing Xiao Mingmu's smug look, Wu Er stopped arguing with him.
So Wu Er put away his cultivator certificate and said, "Alright, Long Aotian it is. I won't stay here any longer. I'll go and wander around the sect first."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the door of the side hall.
Xiao Mingmu waved and said with a grin, "Goodbye, Senior Brother; goodbye, Long Aotian."
Upon hearing this, Wu Er felt a headache coming on and, without lingering, immediately left the side hall.
Then the door slammed shut, and the person was gone.
After Wu Er left, Xiao Mingmu put away his playful expression and sighed.
She said softly, "Two hundred years have passed, everything should be alright by now."
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