"You should change your surname, you can't use Zhu."
When these words fell,
Many warlords were first stunned, then they all couldn't hold back their laughter, and the scene immediately became agitated.
And Zhu Xun, who had thought the good times were about to come, now had his complexion turn from pale to crimson, then to purple, and with a "puff," he even spat out a mouthful of pus and blood.
He was finished!
One careless move and the entire game was lost.
According to reason, it shouldn't have been this way, after all, Zhu Xun was a man with strong cultivation and unparalleled Divine Skills, commanding a large army and with an old monster backing him.
Although it was very likely that he couldn't compete for supremacy, he was still qualified to vie for the Devil Concubine in distress.
Many of the warlords present had previously regarded Zhu Xun as a formidable rival.
But who could have expected?
