Chapter 90 The Real World

Author: Mo Hua Cheng Carp

Chapter 90 The Real World

The afternoon sun is the time to be fierce.

Qian Yuelong, who was standing by the window of the private room watching "Xueqinghe" leave, looked back and pressed the bell of the call service on the wall with floral wallpaper.

After a while, the hotel waiter with a decent smile stood in front of her and saluted respectfully:

"Miss."

This high-end hotel opened in the Tiandou Empire Imperial City is also secretly controlled by the Wuhun Hall.

Qian Yuelong turned around and said, "Is there anything interesting about Tiandou City?"

The waiter thought for two seconds and replied: "If you want to visit, Miss, the area around Tiandou South Street is beautiful, with a music fountain, and you can also see Tiandou Palace, which is suitable for outings."

"If you want to visit, there are juggling, vendors, street art on the West Street, and jewelry stores and clothing stores that girls of your age like. Many other disciples of the sects or foreign soul masters who are rooted in Tiandou City also like to run there."

Qian Yuelong's eyes lit up: "It sounds good, how can I get there after leaving the hotel?"

The waiter strided to the window and reached out to give Qian Yuelong careful guidance.

On the wide streets, there are crowds of people. I often see young people walking together on the streets, wearing different styles of soul master robes or uniforms, and you can easily see the distribution of different forces.

Unlike the martial soul city where everyone is a soul master, even the most prosperous power center of Tiandou Empire, the soul masters are rare, and more are ordinary people who have no soul power at all.

The Knights team that maintained the order of the street was a team of seven, mingling among the bustling crowds. Occasionally, collisions between ordinary people and soul masters would occur. If the conflicts intensify, it would be time for them to appear.

"How did you walk?! Didn't you see me standing here?!"

The angry female voice was not noticeable in the high hawking.

Many hearing-sensitivity soul masters noticed the small friction here. When they turned their heads and looked over, they saw a middle-aged man in a simple cloth dress, sweating profusely apologizing to another black-haired girl in a light blue long skirt.

The middle-aged man had a piece of gray cloth tied around his waist, as if he was doing some physical work. Although he had no soul power, his skin was dark and had strong muscles.

The sleeve of the object he apologized was covered with dizziness, like a drop of dizzy ink falling on white paper, and it was wiped out by someone, breaking the original neatness. No wonder the black-haired girl was very angry.

Someone frowned and moved again with a slow pace. He was not upset about this scene.

Some people also stopped or approached the scene of an accident where there was friction.

What surprised Qian Yuelong was that the patrol Knights, not far away, just turned their heads and looked here, and continued to walk without looking back.

The black-haired girl was still angrily accusing the middle-aged man. Among the other three companions standing beside her, the boy with short chestnut hair frowned as he looked at the sweaty middle-aged man, and disgust flashed in his eyes. He pulled the black-haired girl's arm and said calmly:

"Forget it, Xixi, you didn't look at the road just now and were talking to Xiaolu. You can go to the clothing store and buy another new one."

When the black-haired girl heard this, her anger on her face faded and she looked at the Lifa boy in resentment: "But this is the skirt you gave me."

Her eyes turned red, and the crystal mist instantly sobbed, and she said aggrievedly: "It's someone's favorite skirt."

The Li-haired boy looked at the aggrieved look of the black-haired girl, and his heartache flashed in his eyes, and his voice softened several times: "Don't cry, Xixi, I'll buy you two more, don't cry for such inferior people, I will feel distressed."

The black-haired girl looked at him with emotion and looked at him affectionately: "Brother Anyang."

The other person who was shown on his face: "."

Qian Yuelong, standing in the circle of villains, watched: "."

Listening to the tone of becoming cute and aggrieved in the second, she and 886 both shuddered.

Among the two of them, a girl named Xiaolu's face flashed with twists on her face. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and defended the middle-aged man who was red, "Gu Qianxi, Anyang is telling the truth. You just didn't look at the road before you ran into someone. The uncle apologized to you, and Anyang also promised to buy you a double dress. What else do you want?"

Gu Qianxi bit her lip and looked at her sweetheart aggrievedly: "Brother Anyang, I'm just very angry."

Lin Anyang looked understanding and turned to Xiaolu, and looked at Xiaolu with another disagreement expression: "Xiaolu, Xixi didn't mean to make things difficult for him, she was just a little emotional."

Xiaolu: "."

She was almost unable to help rolling her eyes.

But no, she can't afford to offend these two guys.

Qian Yuelong: "."

What did the people present just see hallucinations?

The others watching were also hard to describe, but they just looked at the middle-aged man who was so angry that he was sweating profusely that he was afraid he would not be kind today.

After comforting Gu Qianxi, Lin Anyang turned his head indifferently, and his cold eyes fell on the middle-aged man. He said in a tolerant tone: "This is the case, and it is not difficult for you to make you compensate for your soul. In order to show your sincerity in apologizing, just kneel down and sincerely apologize to Qianxi."

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips moved twice: "What?"

Lin Anyang repeated it with a good temper and explained the reason: "I said, kneel down and apologize to Xixi. Since it is an apology, it must be based on sincerity. In terms of the most sincere way, it is naturally kneeling down, right?"

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank.

It was clearly bathed in the hot sun, but the chill filled the bones of the limbs.

Not only Lin Anyang and Gu Qianqian's eyes, but the other people watching the eyes made him feel uncomfortable as if he was sitting on pins and needles, almost making him want to hide in the cracks in the ground without any more impulse.

But he couldn't escape, and could only stand there like a weathered sculpture, with anger and powerlessness surging in his eyes.

Qian Yuelong's eyes were slightly deeper, and the boy standing beside her frowned and said, "This is too much." He wanted to get out of the waiting and see circle and help a group of middle-aged men.

But as soon as he took a step, he was quickly pulled by his companions around him, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't go! The girl named 'Xixi' is a Tiandou nobleman with a backing against the Tianying Sect. She is now in the Tiandou Royal Academy. It is said that she is still close to the third prince, so we can't afford to offend him."

The boy who wanted to go out suddenly looked embarrassed and could never go out again.

The middle-aged man, who was stared at by several gazes, moved his fingers stiffly, his numb gaze slowly moved to the ground, and his knees sank slightly.

In this world, ordinary people like them who have no strength or background will live longer only if they have no self-esteem.

(End of this chapter)
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