Gua was a nation founded by bandits, akin to an enormous den of thieves. This thieves' den plundered the wealth of the world and built itself into lavish splendor. On the surface, it seemed golden and resplendent, a beacon representing the light of human civilization. But tear away that gilded foil of drunken luxury, and beneath every inch and every fraction lay filthy rotten flesh and stinking, foul blood.
The seemingly graceful goddess of liberty stood atop piles upon piles of white bones. The supposedly thunderous cry for human rights was merely the echo of a capitalist giant's belly-burp, along with its choking breath.
And within Gua, Asians—especially Chinese—held the lowest status. Beyond the external cause of East-West opposition, there were also inevitable internal causes behind this predicament.
Look at history. Every ethnic Chinese who came to Gua had squeezed in eagerly, their eyes fixed longingly on Gua's air, scented with the fragrance of Gua Dollars.
Whether in the late Qing, the Republic era, or the later New China, aside from those who had been deceived, trafficked, or muddledly brought over without understanding what was happening, every person who came here and joined Gua citizenship had done so hoping to get a share of the spoils from this bandit den.
They abandoned their homeland. They could not tear down the old to build the new, were unwilling to struggle for it, and did not wish to contribute to its construction. They only wanted to force their way into this magnificent bandit den and enjoy its fruits without lifting a finger. The people of Gua did not welcome them. To put it harshly, that was only natural.
Look at the present. Whenever racial conflict in Gua intensified, Chinese and Asians had never stood up for other ethnic groups. The white liberals