These people were none other than the Indians, whose country frequently had territorial disputes with the Dragon Kingdom.
India's team consisted of five people, all professional-class Born Ones. Judging by the auras they gave off, they had all advanced to the Martial Artist class.
Deputy Director Zhou frowned. Having them queue in order of arrival was fine.
But letting those Indian punks cut in front of their Dragon Kingdom team was going too far.
He immediately protested to the North American officials beside him, saying this violated the rules.
However, the Indian Born Ones who had cut in line seemed to have heard him. Several snickered mockingly and drew their fingers across their throats at Cao Hua and the others.
Deputy Director Zhou's expression darkened further.
A North American official approached with a reprimanding look. "You Dragon Kingdom people, I suggest you follow the rules and line up. Don't disrupt order!"
Deputy Director Zhou fell back on his usual rhetoric. "I protest! Is this how you North Americans treat your guests as the hosts?"
His voice was loud enough that the delegations from many countries turned to look.
The North American official remained overbearing, frowning. "This is North America, not your Dragon Kingdom. Besides, we gave your country those slots. If you don't want to line up, get out!"
Deputy Director Zhou was furious. "You... I want to see whoever's in charge!"
Unexpectedly, the North American official was utterly unmoved. Instead, he sneered, "Asian monkey. Giving Yang Mirror Awakening to trash like you is such a waste."
"You're insulting a diplomat! What utter barbarism..."
Behind him, Cao Hua could not help frowning. He felt Deputy Director Zhou's handling of the situation was rather weak. If he kept protesting like this, they would probably gain nothing but humiliation.
Seeing Zhang Lingdong