"Why change it? I think 'The Wall of Origin' is a good name."
"Why don't you like it? What's not to like? Tell me! Hurry up and tell me!"
Dumb Hair was somewhat unconvinced, and Lu Luo knew she was starting to get angry.
A woman's temper is like a balloon drifting in the air; you never know whether it will burst in the next second or continue to float.
To choose to reason with a woman at this time would be a very foolish thing to do.
So Lu Luo could only nod, compromising, "Alright then, from now on, this place will be called 'The Wall of Origin.' This will be our starting point, as well as a new beginning for the Wasteland Alliance."
Looking at the high wall, Lu Luo felt a slight surge of excitement in his heart!
Did he have ambitions? Yes, he did.
Every man has ambitions, but they keep them hidden deep inside.
Men rarely reveal their ambitions without absolute confidence.
Lu Luo was no different.
The title 'King of the Wasteland' did sound a bit juvenile.
