1798: C1798 This Child Is a Noble

C1798 This Child Is a Noble

"This... Sir, children are not sensible. Don't be magnanimous with adults. Don't lower yourself to his level!"

The civilian who spoke to Ye Meng saw the pastry chef reach out and push Ye Meng, and immediately turned pale with fright.

He was only a civilian. Of course, he did not know how high the status of the pastry chef was.

However, the surrounding customers all looked to be extremely respectful towards the pastry chef, so it was not that bad!

With his usual timid character, he naturally did not dare to have any conflict with such a great figure!

However, Ye Meng was only criticized by the crowd because he wanted to speak up for him.

So, he also went all out. He couldn't possibly let other people's children suffer injustice!

"Get lost, all of you!"

Seeing that a mere civilian dared to bargain in front of him, the pastry chef immediately flew into a rage!

As he spoke, he slapped the commoner.

His other hand continued to push towards Ye Meng!

When the surrounding customers saw this, they all revealed expressions of schadenfreude.

Whoever dared to offend the pastry chef deserved it!

But just as the pastry chef's hands were still in the air!

The jade-green Xuanyang Rabbit immediately flew out from Ye Meng's body!

"Wah!"

A babbling sound came out from the Xuanyang Rabbit's mouth!

In the next moment, the Xuanyang Rabbit waved its claws, and a jade-green light instantly shot towards the pastry chef!

Boom!

The pastry chef clearly did not expect that Ye Meng actually had a primordial spirit on him. A moment later, he was blasted to the ground!

"Ya, you little fellow came out!"

When Ye Meng saw this, he grinded his canine teeth and said with a childish voice!

A mere low-level pastry chef naturally could not do anything to Ye Meng!

Ye Meng was originally thinking of how to teach this condescending pastry chef a lesson, but who would have thought that the Xuanyang Rabbit would suddenly make a move!

However, since there was the Xuanyang Rabbit making a move, Ye Meng naturally would not make a move anymore!

When the surrounding customers saw this scene, they were instantly stunned!

After being stunned for a long time, exclamations sounded one after another!

"Heavens, this... This is an Essence Spirit, and it's a green Essence Spirit!"

"Essence Spirit can only be possessed by nobles, let alone green Essence Spirits! "Could it be that this child is a noble with a great background?"

"It's over. I just scolded a noble. This time, I'm going to die!"

"What should we do? What should we do if this child bears a grudge against us?"1

Between the commoners and the good citizens, there was a huge difference in status!

Similarly, there was also a huge difference in status between good citizens and nobles!

For example, some powerful nobles even had the right to kill and seize the rights of the good people!

Therefore, the good citizens and customers present were naturally afraid!

Because Ye Meng actually had a green primordial spirit on him. This was clearly not an ordinary noble child!

That pastry chef was also stunned, staring blankly at Ye Meng!

He also did not expect that his act of posturing in front of commoners would provoke a noble!

This made him want to cry but have no tears!

If he knew this would happen, why would he need to posture in front of the commoners!

Now, he had offended a noble child!

Don't look at how he was a pastry chef, his status was respected among the good citizens!

But in reality, a pastry chef was only an existence at the bottom of the supporting profession!

In the Primordial Barbarian Continent, there were indeed no noble occupations like alchemy masters. However, there were also mystic masters who were not inferior to alchemy masters!

The so-called mystic masters referred to the special occupations that could create Elementalists that could increase Cultivations, increase the chances of breaking through, and so on and so forth!

Among them, pastry masters were equivalent to the lowest level of apprentice alchemists.

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