Bai Zhongqi was left completely stunned. The Elder Race was nothing like he had imagined—far from the infinitely wise and truth-holding human creators he had pictured. What made it even harder for him to accept was that he himself was a member of the Elder Race.
Young Bai Zhongqi shrugged helplessly and said, "Actually, everyone gathered here today for a welcome party because, after all, you've come to our place and officially become a member of the Elder Race. But as you can see, everyone just loves to bicker when they meet, and after the quarreling is over, they just go about their own business and probably won't offer you any benefits."
Bai Zhongqi hadn't expected these incredibly peculiar supreme beings to provide him any Golden Finger; he asked, "Do you understand my situation?"