"Hu Goudan?"
Zhao Wuji had only just been born and had not even had time to open his eyes when he heard his bargain-bin father's rough voice. His whole body instantly stiffened.
Hu Goudan... Hu Goudan... Hu Goudan...
At this moment, his mind was filled with those three words.
Is this my new name?
Heavens, do you have to screw me over this badly?
Damn Xiao Erniu, I believed your bullshit.
Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth. Had he known, he would have reincarnated into an ordinary family rather than this slum.
What crap about a lowly name being easier to raise? I, Heavenly Emperor Zhao, am a transmigrator, the protagonist of heaven and earth, the chosen son of destiny. How could I be called that?
But there was nothing he could do. Zhao Wuji had now been reincarnated as a baby. Though he retained his memories and possessed talent, he was still only a frail infant.
"Old Zhao, stay put. I'm going to the city center to reincarnate into a rich family. Don't worry, I'll definitely come back and support you someday." Xiao Yun's voice suddenly rang out in Zhao Wuji's mind.
Xiao Yun was transmitting his voice to him.
Old Zhao instantly exploded with rage. He was so furious that his skin turned red and hot.
Damn it, hadn't you just said we needed tempering? You even said we couldn't go enjoy ourselves in rich families. And now you're screwing me over like this?
"Old Zhao, I know you might be angry right now..." Xiao Yun's voice continued.
Zhao Wuji raged inwardly, "I'm not possibly angry. I'm extremely angry."
"It's not that I don't want tempering. The main thing is, I'm already at the Heavenly Emperor realm. I no longer need it," Xiao Yun transmitted.
Zhao Wuji ground his