"The address 'ninth sister' is exclusive to Zheng Chuyi."
"How can we let a commoner sully it?"
"A lowly commoner, how can they possibly be compared to Zheng Chuyi?"
"We people of the Superpower World are born superior, those in the secular world are but fit to serve as our slaves and maids, we never intermarry with those of inferior bloodlines."
"Commoner?" Mo Zhixuan slightly curled his lips, emitting a dangerous aura from his entire being, speaking coldly, "Jia Zhuo, have you forgotten your own roots? Have you also forgotten the roots of the Superpower World?"
Feeling an endless oppressive force engulfing him, Jia Zhuo turned pale, offering a somewhat powerless explanation, "Ninth brother, that's not what I mean..."
Jia Zhuo's face looked extremely bad, bearing a pain unimaginable to ordinary people, as if uttering another word would tear him apart.
