As soon as Ye Luo entered, the warm welcome he expected did not occur.
On Earth, Ye Luo had been to such places before, and upon entering, he was enthusiastically embraced on both sides!
But now, after a few women glanced at Ye Luo, no one came to greet him! This left him a bit sullen!
Was it because he took on the appearance of a middle-aged man? That shouldn't be right! There was an incredibly unsightly old man beside him, whose body was already festering, yet over a dozen women surrounded him, each eager to cling to him.
Quickly, Ye Luo discovered the problem.
It was clear that in this Assassin Alliance city, clothing is the primary indicator of identity.
For instance, the old man's clothes glimmered faintly with gold and were infused with mana, indicating high status at a glance.
And Ye Luo's clothes? They were simply ordinary fabric, which Ye Luo hadn't noticed at first, but now compared to the others, the difference was clear.
