"Nina, this is Dian's grandfather—my father," Lani explained. "He came to help us."
The moment Nina heard that, she immediately greeted him politely.
"Grandfather, hello. I didn't know who you were earlier and neglected you. I'm sorry."
As she looked at Keil, she could not help marveling inwardly.
The beastmen of this world truly aged remarkably well. He was already at the great-grandfather generation, yet he still appeared strikingly young. Only the depth in his eyes revealed the weight of countless years.
Then again, beastmen lived extraordinarily long lives—especially the powerful ones.
Keil looked faintly surprised.
His grandson's future mate was unexpectedly polite. Her temperament seemed rather good as well.
He studied Nina carefully.
She truly was beautiful. No wonder both his grandsons had fallen for her. Lani had not exaggerated in the slightest.
Keil inclined his head courteously. "It's alright."
Then he asked the question he cared about most.
