Chapter 1784: Killing

"Say, brother—friend! Are you from a higher race?" Lao Zhuoma was going to call Han Sen "brother," but it wasn't appropriate. So, he called him "friend."

Lao Zhuoma thought Han Sen was from a higher race, because normal Barons should never reach that sort of level. It didn't matter how much they practiced, they just couldn't.

"On the form, didn't I tell you I was human?" Han Sen acted like he didn't understand what he was being asked.

"Yes, you did." Lao Zhuoma felt disheartened, as he had never heard of a human before. And he knew there was no higher race called that.

Lao Zhuoma still felt depressed, and without saying much, he told Han Sen, "Dollar, you will have to wait a few days on this airship. But going to Seven Mirrors won't take long, once we depart."

"That's okay. I greatly enjoy traveling," Han Sen said.