The atmosphere in the room turned somewhat awkward.
Andrew widened his eyes slightly as he looked at Bi'an the Sixth.
Bi'an the Sixth kept his usual playful demeanor, staring at Andrew and waiting for an answer. After a long while, Andrew could only awkwardly reply, "Did you forget? He had just introduced me earlier. My name is Duru, the commander of the Blood Elf and Dragon Mercenary Group."
"But 'Duru' isn't a name that a Blood Elf would use." Bi'an the Sixth said while flipping through the notebook in his hands, "Names like Andrew or Drue might be used by Blood Elves, but no Blood Elf would name themselves Duru. Blood Elves are far more conservative than Wood Elves. I know their names must originate from ancient Elven crests, and there's not a single name in there called Duru. That's a name humans would make up. So what is your real name? Where exactly do you come from?"
Andrew's expression froze.
