As soon as this unfortunate team name was announced, the whole venue fell silent for a moment.
Then came the curses.
"Liu Tietou, you bastard! You were the first to name it! And you came up with this name!"
"Where are you, grandson?! Your father wants to have a 'chat' with you right now!"
"Bastard, come out here!"
However, despite the loose cultivators cursing for a long while, the nickname expert known as Liu Tietou didn't appear.
He had long since fled.
In an alley a few streets away, a bald man smacked his little brother across the face with a swingset of his arm.
"I told you to register a name for me. You registered this? Are you trying to get me killed?!"
"Boss, I'm wronged! Wasn't it you who told me to use this name?"
"When did I ever say that?"
"'Just pick anything, all the good names have already been taken by dogs.' Didn't you say that the other day?"
The subordinate, feeling wronged, held his face and whimpered.
