Di Shiqi looked at Luo Xiu with a strange expression and asked, "Are you sure your name is Luo Xiu?"
Luo Xiu smiled and said, "My master gave me this name."
"Alright."
Di Shiqi didn't think further, after all, there are many people with the same name in this world.
"It's just that your name carries a heavy weight, most people probably can't bear it."
Luo Xiu was puzzled and asked, "It's just a name, why can't they bear it?"
Di Shiqi retorted, "Don't you know that the King of the Nation shares the same name with you?"
Luo Xiu said, "I am the King of the Nation."
Upon hearing this, Di Shiqi's eyes immediately turned cold and she looked at Luo Xiu with an icy gaze.
She naturally couldn't believe Luo Xiu's words, and even thought the man in front of her was intentionally making fun of her.
The King of the Nation has been dead for decades, his bones are buried in the Memorial Park!
