Zhou Xun smiled warmly as he looked at the little one in his hand.
He thought of his old friend Shi Jingfeng from Qingyue Square in the past.
"Brother Shi, this is your bloodline. If you could see this, you would probably be very gratified!"
Zhou Xun said to himself, feeling an inexplicable emotion arise within him.
He paused for a moment, then made a decision.
"How about we call him Zhou Jing?"
Zhou Jingsong understood his master's intention immediately upon hearing this.
"Thank you, Master, for bestowing the name!"
"When Jing'er is older, I will definitely take him to Qingyue Square to pay respects to my father-in-law!"
Zhou Xun nodded in satisfaction.
This eldest disciple, although lacking somewhat in talent and cultivation, was truly commendable for his loyalty and sense of duty, which greatly pleased him.
Beside him, Shi Wanying also looked at her husband with a face full of emotion.
