Chapter 2: Identity determines the gap ()

Without looking back, Chen Yue could outline the girl's pretty face in his mind.

A tight moon-white dress outlines the girl's delicate and elegant body. The medium-length brocade pants cannot completely cover her slender legs, revealing her snow-white calves and a pair of crystal clear jade feet. Coupled with the long hair that is casually raised, the girl's cute and lively showcases her cuteness and liveliness.

From any perspective, I am an extremely beautiful and lively girl.

Sure enough, the girl's dress was as she imagined. The only difference was that the girl was holding a steaming casserole in her hand, and was walking here in a fog. Her little face was red by the heat, making her look extremely cute, making people want to take a bite.

Seeing the girl's difficulty, Chen Yue felt warm.

Since practicing "Health Preservation", I have consumed a lot of energy every day and my appetite has increased to a stunning level. The dry food I brought me was not enough to eat. If it weren't for this little girl, I would have come to see him with some food from time to time and chat with him, and I don't know how I could persist.

Most people regard this caravan as if nothing had happened. I am afraid that this little girl has the best relationship with her.

Unlike members like him who joined temporarily, the girl is a member of the caravan. She has been running around with her father in charge of the Chamber of Commerce since she was a child. Everyone likes this lively and cute girl very much, and she is also much more friendly to Chen Yue.

Seeing Chen Yue turn around, the girl showed a sweet smile on her face and immediately accelerated her pace. When she passed by a gorgeous tent, her eyes were in front of her and a young man dressed in a magician walked out of it.

The girl was startled, her hands shook and almost knocked over the casserole. A few soup stains flew out and fell on the girl's white wrist. The pain suddenly surged over her face.

The young magician looked over twenty years old and looked quite handsome, but his arrogant expression made people involuntarily retreat three feet.

No one didn't know him. In this caravan, the young magician Gamore was the supreme emperor. Even the caravan president was not as good as the caravan president, and no one dared to disobey him.

Seeing the panicked girl, Gamore had already frowned, but after he saw the girl's delicate face, his face suddenly changed to a kind and admirable smile.

He stretched out his hand attentively, Gamore wanted to grab the girl's scalded white wrist, and even apologized repeatedly: "I'm so sorry, I didn't notice that there is someone outside the tent, Miss Ling Yueer, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Ling Yue'er took a few steps back in a panic, avoiding Gamore's wolf claws, and her pretty face was already pale.

"Haha, let me see." He smiled indifferently. Gamore still wanted to grab the girl's hand, but suddenly it turned black in front of him, and a figure passed by him, blocking his arm aside.

After taking the heavy casserole in Ling Yue'er's hand, Chen Yue unquestionably pulled the girl's arm in front of her eyes. He saw a small piece of red scalded on her snow-white skin, and her brows frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed.

"Why are you not careful?"

After whispering a little blame, Chen Yue then let out a few breaths on the scald and gently rubbed it with his fingers.

Ling Yue'er's face was red and she resisted slightly. Seeing that Chen Yue was very determined, her heart softened and she could let him do it. Her pretty face was burning like a fire, hot and hot. When Chen Yue exhaled a few hot breaths on her arms, itchy and numb, the girl couldn't help but giggle.

On the side, Gamore's face turned gloomy.

Seeing that Ling Yue'er was caught by Chen Yue without any suspicion, the two of them were intimate and as if no one else was around, a stream of evil fire suddenly burned in Gamore's body.

Taking a step forward, his eyes fell down from a high point.

"What are you? I'm talking to Miss Lingyue'er, why are you making a fuss?" Gamore regained his arrogance and looked at Chen Yue with a disdainful look: "Be a human being, you must know the gap. In my eyes, you are just a waste."

Different status and status have widened the distance between people.

In this continent of foreign world where strength is respected, slaves are the lowest-ranking people and have no human rights at all. Secondly, there are huge numbers of civilians. Further up, there are fewer fighting men and magicians, enjoying the status of the privileged class. And because magicians are rarer than fighting men, when it comes to status, they must be more noble than three points.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a civilian has a life-and-death conflict with the privileged class, the privileged class can kill the civilian without a judicial judgment.

It is precisely because of his noble identity that Gamore is so arrogant, treats Ling Yueer so frivolously, and speaks to Chen Yue so contemptuously.

In his eyes, Chen Yue was just an ordinary civilian. He could vent his anger without any scruples and not worry about the other party's rebound.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and Chen Yue's gentle movements suddenly stopped, pressing them hard on the scald. However, Ling Yue'er did not feel any pain, and her pretty face was full of worry.

He slowly raised his head, Chen Yue's face was covered with coldness. Looking at Gamor's proud face, he said word by word: "Is the magician amazing?"

Gamore's expression stagnated. Seeing Chen Yue's hideous face, he was stunned and speechless. He didn't expect Chen Yue's reaction to be so strong. Just as he was about to refute, Chen Yue was already roaring angrily.

"What's wrong with a magician? A magician can insult people unscrupulously, and a magician can trample on the other party's dignity? Gamore, tell you that dignity depends on yourself, not given by others. Ask yourself, what have you done compared to what you enjoy? In the caravan, you eat the best, wear the best, and live in the best tent. Every day you want to stop the caravan, and you want to leave the caravan, and everyone revolves around you. What do you do? Do you think you are qualified to enjoy this treatment?"

Frightened by Gamore's status, no one dared to surround him, but when Chen Yue said this, almost everyone showed a feeling of grievance. Everyone had their dissatisfaction with Gamore, but strangely, no one dared to raise it.

Gamore's face became increasingly ugly, and in the end it was so gloomy.

"Okay, OK." After saying two good words, Gamore surprisingly did not refute, but just crawled into the tent with a dark face.

His abnormality suddenly cast a layer of haze in Chen Yue's heart.

"Oh, Brother Chen Yue, you're in trouble." Ling Yue'er's little face was full of worry and fear, and she pulled Chen Yue to his tent, her slender fingers trembled slightly, revealing her worries clearly in front of Chen Yue.

Along the way, many people gave Chen Yue a thumbs up quietly, but more people showed a worried look, and looked at Chen Yue with a lot of blame. It seemed that Chen Yue had done something so great that something was wrong.

"What the hell is going on? Is there any trick I haven't figured out?" After venting his anger, everyone's strange performance made Chen Yue ponder.

His eyes accidentally swept over Gamore's tent. Chen Yue saw a short fat man running over not far away with sweat. In the early morning, his face was full of hot sweat. His sharp eyesight after the breakthrough made Chen Yue realize that the fat man's fat thighs were trembling slightly.

As Chen Yue looked at him, the short and fat man got into Gamore's tent.

This short and fat man is the president of the Chamber of Commerce.
Chapter completed!