Jiang Quan's face turned pale, his already pallid complexion showing no trace of blood. He shook violently, his body trembling slightly.
The fate of a blood slave is incredibly tragic. From the moment one becomes a blood slave, it marks the destruction of one's life. Controlled by the Blood Clan, reduced to a servant, life and death decided by a single thought, devoid of dignity. Even if one escapes the Dark Council, there's no place in this vast world for a blood slave to hide.
People simply refuse to accept blood slaves. They harbor contempt and disdain for these former peers, pouring all their fear of the Blood Clan onto the blood slaves.
They never consider whether becoming a blood slave was voluntary, nor do they believe the same fate could one day befall them. They only pummel the downtrodden with righteous rhetoric, fists, and stones, smashing the heads of those filthy, cheap misfits.
