Lu Chengwen nearly spat blood when he heard that.
You people are from a completely different world than me.
You have no idea how lethal the name of this sect is!
Good lord, if we went out and told people about it... wouldn't I have to bash my head against a wall?
"Master, I think there may be something inappropriate about this name!"
"Huh? Inappropriate?"
Lu Chengwen smiled awkwardly. "A little. A little bit."
Long Aotian did not care. "I think it's pretty good..."
Lu Chengwen glared at him. "Shut up! You don't know what this is about!"
"Hmm." Hun Tiangang thought for a moment. "Then... my two signature skills are Cold Saw Splendor and Golden Bell Shield. We can each take one character from them—the character for 'splendor' and the character for 'shield'—and that makes..."
"Master, wouldn't that still be the Yan Zhao Sect?"
"You didn't understand. This 'shield' isn't the same character as the previous 'zhao.'"
"But they sound the same!"
"Oh."
Hun Tiangang thought for a long while again. "I've got it. As the old saying goes: In the land of Yan and Zhao, there have always been men of passionate generosity and tragic song! We'll name it after the region, so it'll be called..."
Lu Chengwen dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face. "Master, tell me the truth. Have you been looking at photos on a computer?"
Hun Tiangang waved a hand. "Ah, forget it! Anyway, our sect will be called the Yan Zhao Sect!"
Long Aotian said excitedly, "Thank you, Master! Congratulations, Master, on becoming the first Grandmaster of the Yan Zhao Sect!"
"Hmm." Hun Tiangang said, "I'll tell you this, but it must remain secret. Your master's surname is Hun, given name Tiangang, courtesy name Guanxi!"
Lu Chengwen nodded. "Makes sense."
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