"Who is this highness, to emerge from the Inner City?"
"You ask me, but whom shall I ask?"
"We rely on our families and only live here temporarily as vassals, and even this spot was obtained by fighting tooth and nail. How many of the family's insignificant branches can't even enjoy such treatment?"
"In any case... whenever you see someone dressed in black, with a collar embroidered with gold thread, just bow without thinking!"
"Dare to wear this outfit in Without-Sun City, all bearers of the surname of Ye are true members of the clan; not one is to be trifhled with, all mighty figures we cannot afford to offend!"
Anxiety, reverence, uneasiness... Ye Hanjun could feel the emotional fluctuations of each person he passed by.
This had nothing to do with his strength.
The pedestrians, apart from a very few spirited youths who seemed to be the next generation of the affiliated families,
