"A manor like a fairyland, magical herbal dishes, delicious Immortal Orange Wine, tsk tsk, Huaxia, Huaxia."
Prince Barrello's eyes narrowed, and he uttered "Huaxia" twice.
"However, Your Highness, foreigners there are treated like second-class citizens, allowed to dine but not to stay overnight. Moreover, foreigners pay more than the Huaxia citizens. It seems that Huaxia boy deliberately disrespects us Westerners."
Count Hilcon frowned slightly as he spoke.
"Quite arrogant indeed, but this ancient nation always has some unusual talents. Though our Wolf Race is immensely powerful, we wouldn't rashly invade Huaxia, as there are some formidable Ancient Martial Artists who have a certain hostility towards Westerners."
