Zong Shen glanced in the direction of the argument.
The next moment, an amused expression appeared on his face.
The man drawing his sword and confronting the stall owner in front of the grain stand was a Lord.
Several Third Order Warriors from the Avalon Kingdom stood behind him.
Lentax Great City was simply too vast. Compared with the number of native inhabitants, the number of Lords from the surrounding areas who had the means to reach the great city was negligible.
[Lord: Polo Muniz1997823]
He had a Western-looking face and could blend seamlessly into Lentax Great City.
Zong Shen's Eastern features, however, had not caused any trouble either.
The reason was simple: the Endless Continent was a vast world inhabited by many different races.
The natives here could even accept Green-skin Orcs and Goblins, let alone someone with an Eastern face.
As long as no monkey covered in yellow fur or red child with three heads and six arms showed up here, no one would pay much attention.
That was simply how a world of mixed races worked.
Five-meter-tall trolls, wild boar people, Tauren, beast-eared folk, and countless mixed-blood descendants of intelligent races
all made the races of this world as colorful as blooming flowers.
In terms of acceptance, the natives were no worse than the humans of Blue Star.
At that moment, the one named [Polo Muniz1997823] was loudly clamoring.
"You're charging too much."
"In Kasta Village, a bag of Wheat like this costs only half of what you're asking!"
"You profiteer!"
Faced with his shouting, the stall owner coldly put the grain away.
"Damn it, hurry up and crawl back to your Kasta Village, you country bumpkin!"
"This is Lentax Great City. Grain in the market all sells for the same price!"
The native stall owner retorted