"May I ask for your names, seniors?"
The three elders looked quite similar, but Mo Qi could tell they weren't related by blood, nor were they actual brothers.
The three elders exchanged glances as they savored the aftertaste of the hot pot.
Soon, the elder at their head spoke up.
"We've lived in the Secret Realm for so long that we've forgotten our old worldly names. Instead, we use our generational title as a surname and our rank as our first name."
Another elder picked up where he left off, "We're from the 'Ni' generation. This is Brother Ni, I'm Second Brother Ni, and he's Third Brother Ni."
"Your brother? Your second brother? And your third brother?" Mo Qi was baffled. 'Are those even names?'
"No, no! Not the word 'your,' the name 'Ni'!" the head elder specifically pointed out.
'Heh! They sound exactly the same. What's the difference?'
Mo Qi remained poker-faced, but he was laughing on the inside.
