Boom!
Upon hearing those words, everyone in the crowd raised their heads!
A grand palanquin carried by eight hulking men with human faces and dragon bodies appeared. Each of them was shackled with iron chains around their necks, their faces tattooed, and their expressions ferocious!
"What are those?" Ye Wudao pointed at the eight hulking men and asked.
"They are Dragonfolk, hybrids of the human and dragon races! In the dragon race, Dragonfolk are the lowest of the low, only fit to be slaves to the dragon nobility!" Long Mie replied.
A scrawny steward with a pointed chin and monkey-like features opened the palanquin. From it emerged a young man dressed in black, with a pair of dragon horns on his head. His eyes were filled with arrogance and superiority ingrained deep within his bones!
The entire crowd was stunned!
"It's Young Master Long Xiu!"
"Greetings, Young Master Long Xiu!" Everyone present—merchants, passersby—bowed respectfully.
