Chapter 142: Bark Like The Mutts You Are!

"You lot don't deserve to be in the same line as us nobility. Know your place."

The other nobles behind him laughed, enjoying the spectacle as the Wasteborn and Inferiors kept their heads down, afraid to speak up. 

Linsley, unfazed by the noble's arrogance, simply looked at the young man with an expression of calm indifference. He had already expected this type of behavior.

The noble continued, waving his hand dismissively. "You should be grateful we even allow you to stand in the same room. Now get out of my sight before I really get angry."

The nobles' laughter echoed throughout WcRonalds, filling the air with mockery, but what struck Linsley more was the reaction—or lack thereof—from the other customers.

The Wasteborn and Inferiors lowered their heads further, some shuffling back without protest, while others avoided eye contact entirely.