An Yiqing took advantage of the moment to withdraw her hand, a smile of restraint at the corner of her mouth, "Good evening, Old Prince."
Old Prince Bruch coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment, "Xiao Qing Beauty, let me introduce you briefly. You already know my nephew Bali, these two handsome young men are also elites of my Bruch Family." He pointed to a handsome man with dark brown short hair, "This is Moji, the war god of the Bruch Family. His father was my long-time friend, and also the war god of the previous generation. Moji, though young, is soon to become part of the Eight-wing Blood Race, which is rare in our entire Blood Clan. And this, my other nephew, is another young talent, Hull. He has always been well-matched with Bali in the family, both being pillars of the Bruch Family."
