"Shaman, how do I write my name?"
There was a hint of mischief in Ya Li's eyes, and they were burning with enthusiasm. He was eager to know how to write his name. If he knew, he would definitely work hard to remember it and write it even better than Xiu Yan.
Ji Nuan picked up the pen and skillfully wrote the two characters for Ya Li on the paper: "This is your name, Ya~ Li~"
The two small square-like patterns were actually his name, and indeed different from Xiu Yan's. It was a name unique to him.
"This is... my name."
"Each Orc's name is different, and there's a unique way to write each one," Ji Nuan was glad to see them so eager.
She moved to the other side of the long table: "Brother Xiu Yan, sit across from me."
"Ya Li, come with me." Ya Li carefully tucked the paper with his name written on it into his coat and then followed Ji Nuan out.
"Say something to me now."
Ya Li was a bit puzzled: "Say what?"
Ji Nuan laughed, "Just say any sentence you like."
