Zhou Dian pursed his lips and glanced at Tang Rao, "You're acting as if everyone calls you 'Tang Xiaohei'. We're in the same boat here. Great deity, how about I give you a sixth-grade treasure as gratitude for saving my life, and then we'll go our separate ways, how's that?"
"I don't like people who don't keep their word." Tang Rao looked towards Zhou Dian.
Perhaps sensing that Tang Rao's patience was running thin, Zhou Dian finally compromised with a helpless spread of his hands.
"Alright, since it's like that, let's just swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao. I, Zhou Shengdian, hereby swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that within ten years, I will serve—...Wait, great deity, what's your real name, by the way?"
So his name is Zhou Shengdian, virtually the same as Zhou Dian.
"Me? Tang Rao." Tang Rao said his name indifferently.
