Seven Treasure Great Hall.
Bone Douluo emerged carrying the child. Seeing that Bone Douluo had come out alone, Sword Douluo weakly closed his eyes.
Bone Douluo patted Sword Douluo on the shoulder. "Old bastard, don't be so sad. I felt the same way at first, but gradually, I stopped caring. We two old fools simply misjudged someone and gave our feelings to the wrong person."
Sword Douluo opened his eyes and nodded lightly. His gaze fell on the infant in Bone Douluo's arms, and he could not help but smile. "As expected of your son, you old bag of bones. He really isn't much to look at. How did he end up with a father like you? How will he find a pretty girl in the future?"
Bone Douluo said unhappily, "Hey, you old bastard, you're actually mocking the effects of my martial soul. I've decided—my child will be called Gu Chen."
"Nice name, isn't it? Chen Er."
Seeing Bone Douluo's smug grin, Sword Douluo knew exactly which Chen he meant. "You old bones, you actually used my surname."
"If I didn't think Gu Xin sounded a little unpleasant, I would've used your given name too." Bone Douluo tilted his head toward the entrance to the secret chamber. "If you're dissatisfied, go have one yourself. I wouldn't mind at all if you called him Chen Rong."
Sword Douluo smiled bitterly, his gentle eyes carrying a trace of complexity as he looked at Gu Chen. "Forget about carrying on the family line. This old man's heart belongs only to the sword. But I can still be this child's godfather."
Over the past two years, Ning Fengzhi had indeed wanted Sword Douluo to enter the secret chamber as well, so that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have a genius disciple