Hearing the Spider Grand Monarch's words, Qu Jianlei instantly realized who had done it. "Xiao Hu, you..."
"Just giving it a nickname," Big Head Butterfly spun around cheerfully. "Since it cares, let's make it suffer."
Qu Jianlei really did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You've learned bad habits. What are you thinking about all day... Mm, Wukong might as well be Hole-Involving!"
"Isn't social anxiety no good? As if it deserves depression?" In Big Head Butterfly's heart, it did not think depression was a bad thing.
In its previous life, if First One had not had depression, how could it ever have been born?
Big Head Butterfly spun twice more. "Water is said to moisten and flow downward... Let's call it Liufeng."
Qu Jianlei was rendered completely speechless. "When it comes to naming... you really have a knack for it!"
While the two of them were communicating, the White Mist had already begun surging violently.
True Monarch Kanshui was furious. "Little spider, are you really looking to die?"
"True Monarch Wukong? Haha, good name," Miss burst into loud laughter. "Little Spider, you're so talented!"
Then the spider sent out another strand of divine sense. "Our pants... didn't fall down!"
You brought this on yourself! Almost everyone understood—who told this one to have such a loose mouth just now and say someone's pants were about to run away?
As a Grand Monarch, the spider was very angry at such an insult. Giving a retaliatory nickname was not excessive, right?
"Right, you don't even have pants! Hahahaha," Miss laughed in utter delight. "Mm, Wukong... good name."
"Don't!" The White Mist panicked. It knew far too well what effect nicknames had on high-level cultivators.
Once many nicknames stuck, it was useless even if the person involved objected, because they accurately described