Lei Jun: "Hmm, the force isn't bad. Just a bit more to the right."
Zhuo Baojie: "Yes, Master. Your disciple obeys."
After pounding twice more, he tentatively asked, "Master, if you have any other Magic Artifacts you're not using..."
Lei Jun: "Oh?"
Zhuo Baojie stopped his movements, his hands—or rather, his claws—gesticulating in the air as if drawing a colossal bamboo shoot.
Lei Jun: "Continue. Don't stop."
"Yes!" Zhuo Baojie hurriedly resumed his efforts.
Lei Jun nodded and then said, "The Supreme Pure Golden Bamboo..."
Xiaoxiong nodded vigorously.
Lei Jun: "I have other plans for that item."
Xiaoxiong, standing before him, instantly froze, crestfallen.
Wang Guiyuan laughed as he watched the master and disciple fooling around. Shaking his head, he smiled and suggested, "Why not decide on a Taoist name for Baojie first? It needs to be recorded in the official register."
Lei Jun: "I've already thought of it. Their generation will use the 'Hua' character..."
