"This place isn't cheap. It's not friendly to the poor," said someone who tried to sound elegant.
Obviously, the speaker heard Angor's words.
Angor turned around and saw a tall man with dark gray skin walking toward them.
He was wearing a slim black military uniform, a cape that almost reached the ground, a leather belt, black trousers, and military boots.
The most eye-catching part of him was the black-gold embroidered eyepatch.
Judging from the uniform and the familiar eyepatch, Angor was sure that this man was an Ingit from the Ice Kingdom.
But this was the first time Angor saw an Ingit with dark gray skin.
Was he a mixed-blood?
If so … he couldn't be a mixed-blood, could he?
Angor's mind was filled with thoughts. However, not even one second had passed in the outside world.
The Ingit man stopped beside Angor. He first looked at the sign of Meditation Experience and then looked at Angor. "Please don't misunderstand. I'm not saying that you're poor.
"I just think that the gap between the rich and the poor is too big nowadays.
"The rich spend all their time in entertainment places and do nothing serious, but they earn a lot of crystals. The poor work hard every day, squeezing out the last bit of energy in their bodies, but they only get a meager salary to make ends meet."
"Don't you think it's unfair?
"They're all high and mighty, and they don't do anything. While we have to work like cows and horses. Why?"
The dark-skinned man seemed to be very angry as he kept expressing his opinions.
It was as if he was wronged by the rich.
Angor was confused at first. He wondered if there was something wrong with this guy's head. Did he not know how to talk to a stranger?
But when he listened to the man's complaints, he realized that he was wrong. This man was not talking to a stranger. Maybe he was trying to recruit Angor as a missionary.
In the end, when Angor sensed some strange energy around the man, he finally understood.
This man was trying to sow discord between them.
The energy around the dark-skinned man was so faint that normal people could not even sense it. However, as a wizard, Angor's keen senses allowed him to sense it easily. He also sensed something familiar from the energy.
It was the smell of the Long Huo Clan.
Therefore, the answer was self-evident.
The Long Huo Race was the best at instigating. They could sow discord and draw hatred to gain power.
The person in front of him was clearly trying to incite him with words.
However, this person was obviously from the Ingji Clan … Could it be that the Ingji Clan could also learn the power of seduction?
Or could it be that his previous guess was right? 'Is this guy a mixed-blood from the Changhuo Clan?'
It seemed like it was possible.
The last time he saw a gray-skinned creature, it was the Evermoors. Although most of the Naganghuo Tribe were stick-shaped matchstick people, the royal family of the Naganghuo Tribe had bodies, and they were extremely similar to humans.
For example, "Phantom Panther" Nahuat looked exactly the same as a human, except for his gray-black skin.
Nahuat's skin was grayish-black, and this man's skin was also grayish-black, so could he have the bloodline of the Long Huo Tribe?
He might even be a member of the Changhuo Clan, who deliberately wore the uniform of the Yingji Clan and used it to slander the Yingji Clan?
After all, Angor heard that the Ingji Clan and the Long Huo Clan were sworn enemies.
As Angor pondered, the dark-skinned man continued to explain his idea of "the poor should fight back when they suffer, while the rich should be punished for their sins".
The man's words were immature, and many of his ideas were completely illogical. However, with the power of seduction, his speech was quite persuasive.
Angor was not convinced, but some of the people around him already showed anger in their eyes and began to dance along with the man's speech.
The dark-skinned man was quite proud of his "speech" being approved by the people around him.
But he also noticed something.
Angor, the target of his "strategy", did not seem to be affected by his words at all.
Could it be that his words were not explosive enough?
Should he add more fuel to the fire?
With this in mind, the dark-skinned man prepared to further explain his ideas.
Before he could say anything though, a cold humph came from beside him. "I only left for two minutes, and you're already trying to seduce people? Are you looking for a beating? Or are you looking for a beating? "
The cold humph came from outside the crowd. Combined with the haste of the voice, the crowd automatically moved aside to make a path for the woman.
A woman in a pure white military uniform with golden embroidery walked to the center of the crowd.
As the dark-skinned man looked at her in horror, she reached out a white hand and pinched the man's ear.
She twisted it clockwise.
"Ow ow ow ow … Let go …"
The dark-skinned man screamed in pain as he was forcefully pushed behind the woman.
Then, she forcefully pressed down on the dark-skinned man's head and repeatedly bowed and apologized to the crowd.
She also forced the dark-skinned man to do the same.
The dark-skinned man seemed to be afraid of her. He did not want to, but he still apologized in a mumbling voice.
"I'm sorry. He shouldn't have said that …"
"He learned the power of seduction …"
"The necklace he's wearing is a useless luxury item worth 800 crystals. So he's the most heartless person in the world. "
"Next time you see him, don't listen to his nonsense. Don't believe a word he says …"
Judging from their bowing and apologizing, Angor had a rough idea of what was going on.
The dark-skinned man did learn the power of seduction from the Evermoor Tribe.
Everything he said just now was meant for seduction. Not a single word he said was meant for the sake of seduction.
He seemed to be from a wealthy family. Otherwise, he would not spend 800 crystals on a luxury item with a high price tag.
Angor also noticed that the woman's action of pressing the man's head down was so smooth as if she had practiced it countless times.
Angor guessed that the dark-skinned man did more than one instigation outside, and this woman helped him clean up his mess more than once.
Otherwise, how could she be so familiar with her job?
Still, Angor was still confused. Who was this dark-skinned man?
Was he from the Evermoor Tribe or Ingit Tribe?
The only thing Angor was sure of was that the woman who came later was from Ingit Tribe.
She was a young woman with a graceful body and fair skin. She was wearing a white eyepatch and a large golden-red cloak on her back, which made her look quite heroic.
Angor was sure she was from Ingit Tribe, not because of the eyepatch, but because of the orange-red flame floating around her.
It was the Heart Flame of Ingit Tribe, which was also their eye.
Someone who had the Heart Flame and was dressed like this was definitely from Ingit Tribe.
The dark-skinned man was dressed like an Ingit Tribe member, but he did not release the Heart Flame. This was why Angor was confused about his identity.
While Angor was pondering, the people around him began to disperse, cursing and swearing.
Those who were seduced also felt embarrassed to stay where they were. After all, no one wanted to admit that they were "poor people" who were deceived.
After the crowd dispersed, the woman in the white uniform cursed the dark-skinned man a few more times before she turned her attention to Angor.
She already learned from the dark-skinned man that Angor was his "target" in the beginning, while the others came here on their own accord.
Angor was the one he should apologize to the most.
She did not care about the dark-skinned man's dignity. She pulled his ear to Angor and said, "Hurry up and apologize to him."
While urging the dark-skinned man, she also gave Angor an apologetic look.
However, when the Heart Flame showed Angor's face in her mind, she suddenly froze.
The Heart Flame floating around her was trembling.
She only regained her senses after the dark-skinned man apologized to Angor with a bitter smile.
Now, she was looking at Angor with a curious look.
Angor did not notice the change in her expression. But through his Beyonder Senses, he noticed that her emotions were greatly affected. After she looked at him.
She knows me?
Angor was a little confused, but he did not ask right away. "It's fine. I don't mind."
What he said was not a lie.
As far as Angor could tell, there were two types of seduction techniques used by Evermores.
The first type was a ball type, and the second type was a layout type.
The so-called "ball type" was a direct provocation from the very beginning, without any preparation or follow-up. The first Evermores Angor met was a "ball type" who wanted to show their provocation on their faces.
This was a typical case where they wanted to see the results as soon as possible.
Angor was not interested in this kind of thing.
The "layout type", on the other hand, didn't do it on the spot. Instead, they planned things slowly, using ideas, oppositions, and soft power to invade.
Between the "ball type" and the "layout type", the former decided who would win on the spot, while the latter decided who would win in the future.
It was hard to say who would win.
But without a doubt, the "layout type" was the most dangerous type.
For the creatures of the Mirror Realm, the thing they hated the most was seduction.
However, Angor was not interested in the "layout" type. As far as he was concerned, this type of seduction would not cause any damage on the spot, and it would take a long time for it to heal.
This was meaningless to Angor who was not a Mirror Realm resident.
If he returned to the southern wizarding region in the blink of an eye, all the seduction would be wasted.
Besides, Angor had the support of an entire civilization on Earth. He knew as many ideas, oppositions, and conflicts as the Evermores.
It was very unlikely that he would be tempted by the so-called great principles and "verbal attacks".
The dark-skinned man was one of those seduction types.
The man's seduction was rather lame, and Angor could almost hear everything he said. Still, Angor had to admit that the man did not cause any damage on the spot, which did not affect him at all.
At most, it was like a parrot mimicking him.
Apart from the sudden urge to dig out his ears, everything was normal.
Angor did not mind the man's apology at all.
Angor was curious about the woman's sudden change of mood. "You looked strange when you saw me. Do you know me? "
The woman waved a hand subconsciously. But she quickly thought of something and nodded. "I saw people talking about you in the" Home of Flame "."
"House of Heart Fire?"
"It's … a place similar to an exchange zone. However, only Ying Ji Clan members who possess the Heart Fire can exchange there," she explained.
Angor nodded. The "Home of Flame of Flame" was probably an online forum.
However, it was only restricted to Ingit who had Flame of Flame.
"Why would the House of Flame talk about me?"
The woman in the white military uniform let go of the dark-skinned man's ear and rubbed her fingertips. "Actually, we didn't discuss anything. We were just a little surprised to see Shipolov bring you back to the station."
She then added, "They didn't say anything bad. They're just curious about who you are."
The Eye of Flame blinked and looked at Angor expectantly. "I'm honored. Do you know who you are, mister? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. "
Angor replied, "I don't have any special identity. I'm just a regular tourist. The only thing special about me is my race. I'm a human.
As for my name, you can call me Angor. "
She did not believe Angor's explanation. But since Angor did not want to talk about it, she did not ask further.
The Home of Flame mentioned that Shipolov treated Angor with great respect, which meant the man must be someone important.
Since it was their first meeting, it was enough for her to ask about Angor's identity. If she kept asking, she might offend Angor.
Therefore, she stopped herself from probing further.
"Mister Angor." She bowed elegantly and said, "I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Veronica, a member of the Ingji Tribe."
"This one beside me has a long name. You can call him Mau Pilates. He's also an Ingit. But he has some Everhustle blood in him. "
Angor listened to the woman's — no, Veronica's — introduction.
Angor realized something.
So the dark-skinned man was a mixed-blood. He was dressed like an Ingit, had the skin color of a Everhustle, and could even use the power of Seduce.
Veronica added, "Actually, Mister Angor's appearance is already famous in the Home of Flame. Most of the Ying Ji Tribesmen can probably recognize you now. "
Mau Pilates didn't recognize you because he hasn't been accepted by the Home of Flame yet, so he can't join the discussion. "
At this point, Veronica controlled Heart Fire and glared fiercely at Maoprati. She scolded, "If you use the power of persuasion again, Heart Fire will not approve of you."
If you want to become a complete Ingit, don't learn Seduce from your father. "
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