"So, you're planning to..." He narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.
Yuan En Yehui took a deep breath, the corners of her lips lifting into a faint, natural smile.
"I'll take one character from your name and one from mine to form my title."
"Oh? Which two characters do you want?" Wu Yang Jin raised a brow slightly, an intrigued look appearing on his face.
Yuan En Yehui looked up at him. A gentle breeze swept through her hair, but her gaze never wavered as she slowly spoke two words: "Jinhui."
"The 'Jin' comes from your name. It represents flames burning everything away and rebirth from the ashes. The 'hui' comes from my name, signifying brilliance blooming forth. I once struggled in darkness, but now I have been reborn."
"It does sound quite fitting for you."
"After all, the characters are connected to you." Yuan En Yehui added softly. Her voice was almost a whisper, yet every word rang with conviction.
At that moment, there was not the slightest hesitation in her eyes—only absolute determination.
Wu Yang Jin looked at her in silence for a moment before finally chuckling. He reached out and gently ruffled the top of her head, his tone carrying a hint of indulgence.
"Since you've already decided, how could I refuse?"
Yuan En Yehui tilted her head slightly. A faint blush spread across her cheeks, but her eyes held satisfaction and delight.
"Then it's settled," she said softly, her smile gentle and beautiful.
Yuan En Yehui achieved the rank of Titled Douluo. Her title, Jinhui, was born from that day onward.
"From now on, I am Jinhui," she murmured.
"Mhm. The future Jinhui Douluo... you'd better work hard and not let me leave you too far behind." Wu Yang Jin smiled faintly at her words, his