Despite Chen Wei's well-intended warning, He Taiyang just showed complete disdain. With a hand, he pushed Chen Wei away irritably and stepped back, "Stay away from me, your kind of scum could only dirty my pure soul."
"That's why I don't like going back to Great Xia. Everyone acts like uncivilized savages, unable to stay humble and learn from the West's subtleness and manners," He Taiyang shook his head in lament. If he had the chance to do it all over again, he would never choose to be a person of Great Xia, instead, he would be part of the Hawk Faction.
He yearned for Western democracy and freedom.
To He Taiyang, Great Xia was a filthy, mud-filled country, rotten to the core.
The only advantage, in his view, was that there were women like Liu Mi who fit his aesthetic preferences and were fun to play with.
Of course, He Taiyang would never have children with a Great Xia woman, he wanted his offspring to inherit the noble and pure bloodline of the Hawk Faction.
