Ever since he found out that the Turan people were divided into professional warriors and military nobles who belonged to the clan, as well as the rat people who had been expelled from the clan, these two classes had been divided.
Meng Chao had been thinking about the differences between warriors and rat people.
In his previous life, although he had come into contact with some Turan people, at that time, he was just a chess piece who could not help himself. All he wanted was to obtain power, find his sister, and... survive.
In that muddle-headed life, his biggest impression of the Turan people was that they were a bunch of idiots with well-developed limbs and simple minds. When they charged into battle together, they were quite suitable as meat shields, but most of the time, they were not good enough, they were existences that could do more than harm.