Despite the increased hostility from the natives, Kang hadn't changed his normal routine, or tried to avoid being seen. He wasn't the type to hide, especially because of something that wasn't his fault, and honestly, he was used to humans not liking him; it felt a bit like home.

He also doubted most of them were stupid enough to try and outright attack him.

Luckily for him, the worst he'd gotten so far was being denied service at a few places, avoidance, and dirty looks. He entered one of the bars, spotting a native that he'd had a few friendly conversations with before, and frowning slightly when said native pointedly glared at him. Kang sighed inwardly and went to the barkeep to order a drink.