Hearing this, Lin Kuang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, let me think."
Bloodthirsty Kong nodded and stood quietly in place, waiting.
Lin Kuang recalled last night's battle, then looked at the man in red before him and his eyes lit up: "Why don't you call yourself Tu Hongyi?"
After all, Bloodthirsty Kong was clad in red, and the surname Tu matched Bloodthirsty Kong's fierce nature.
"Tu Hongyi? Tu Hongyi, Tu Hongyi."
Bloodthirsty Kong muttered to himself, then nodded heavily: "Alright, that's the name, Tu Hongyi, very good, thank you, friend.
Oh yes, I don't know what your name is yet?"
Tu Hongyi spoke with some excitement, seemingly because he now had a name, or maybe because he was very satisfied with it.
"My name is Lin Kuang."
Seeing Tu Hongyi's happy expression, Lin Kuang said with a smile.
"Oh, Lin Kuang, Lin Kuang.
