"You… " Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, Jian Wushuang, who was already injured, nearly spat out another mouthful of blood from this provocation.
"It's best that you use your original name. You can't use that name."
This sentence resonated in Jian Wushuan's head. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.
He had made up that title so as to mock Yi Yun, but who knew that after being defeated by Yi Yun with one saber attack, this title would become a joke.
Not only Jian Wushuang, even the onlooking warriors were at a loss as to what to say.
Jiang Yidao was too overbearing.
Many people were tempted to rush in and beat him up.
However… how could they win?
Furthermore, although Jiang Yidao was overbearing, what he said was the truth. Be it his title or the words he said to Jian Wushuang, no one could retort it.