"From now on, your name is Gao Zhijian," Li Huowang said to the idiot in front of him, who was hefting a wooden stick on his shoulder.
"I... I... I, I..."
Li Huowang reached out and pressed down the large, thick finger that the man was pointing at his own chest.
"Enough with the 'I's. Remember, from now on, you're not called 'Idiot' anymore. This is your formal name—Gao Zhijian. Got it?"
"Didn't you say you can read? Break off a branch and write your new name on the ground a few times until you've completely memorized it."
"Oh..." The idiot, with no say in his own name, hung his head and walked listlessly into the forest.
Li Huowang watched his tall back recede and let out a quiet sigh.
No matter. Since I said I'd give him a name, I have to keep my word. I'll just consider it a gift for him coming back to life.
