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The mark dried off immediately. Its shadow was also imprinted on Hao Xuan's bare skin and would not come off until the terms of the agreement were fulfilled or if it was nullified.
"Within the city everyone lives by the mark and dies by it. Those with white marks are slaves like yourself and they go wherever they are needed. Above those are blue marks that belong to the residents and workers of the city, they make sure everything works as intended."
"And finally there are green marks. Those belong to the patrons who are traveling with us. They are our esteemed guests and you will not do anything to irritate or otherwise annoy them during their stay here, understand?"
"Yes, I do," Hao Xuan replied while looking around.
And now that he was looking for it the marks could be found on every single individual walking about. Most of them were white while a few blues were mixed in here and there.