Chapter 66
“They’ve gone mad! They’ve all gone mad!”
The intense gunfire penetrated through the thick iron door of the basement. Faint cries and screams could be heard. Kahn and his two sons huddled trembling in the basement, their faces still bearing expressions of shock, anger, and disbelief.
Even though local public security had never been peaceful, and armed robbery gangs were not uncommon – as one of the most backward and chaotic small countries on Blue Star, darkness and evil had long taken root in this soil, growing alongside the nation – such unrest and danger in the past had ultimately been aimed at the humble commoners. As a country that had not yet shed its feudal atmosphere and where bloodline theory prevailed, these dangers had never threatened him, the honorable Viscount.
This country, even as it entered the industrial age, had never abandoned its faith in deities or its reverence for bloodlines. They believed in the existence of ancestral spirits, that those of noble blood were born noble, blessed by ancestral spirits for generations, while those of lowly blood were sinners in their past lives. The latter were meant to engage in the lowest work, endure everything – only thus could they wash away their sins and enter reincarnation with a clean slate, praying for good fortune in their next life.
Under the shadow of such ideology, the submissive people accepted their fate, while those of noble blood did as they pleased. Such a frenzied attack on a nobleman was beyond Lord Kahn’s comprehension!
Unless these people had already given up everything, completely disregarding the terrible revenge that awaited them, and not caring about falling into the netherworld after death, suffering for generations with their bodies full of sin.
Lord Kahn, who had “hit the jackpot”, was so angry his voice trembled.
This was undoubtedly a provocation against him.
“Those lowly people, those lowly people… how dare they…”