Representatives of the influential families of Nam Yang City looked at Bai Lin with deep, thoughtful looks.
"Elder Huang, isn't your great-nephew in a very friendly relationship with this low life?" Elder Bai asked politely, but the words were hateful and sharp.
"Elder Bai, you shouldn't talk like that about your own grandson," Elder Xu said mildly. Of course, this statement was like an accusation that the Bai Family was inferior and dirty enough to have a descendant who has demon blood and has the disgusting appearance of a dark-skinned, beast-eyed person.
The Dark Age was hundreds of years ago, but the hatred against different races was as great as an ocean, humans couldn't forget that time when they were hunted and had to submit to demons to survive.
