The shop owner's mind was completely controlled by Ji Dong, muttering: "Only a Lord Magician can wear such splendid clothes and only Lord Magicians and the army have enough food to eat. Judging by your complexion and clothes, I can only conclude you are a Lord Magician."
Ji Dong expressed his surprise, "Apart from magicians and the army, can't you civilians even get enough to eat? Are there no nobles in this city?"
"Nobles? What's that?" The shop owner looked bewildered, "Lord Tianji said, all beings are equal, and only those who contribute more can receive more. The Lord Magicians and the army protect our Continent, of course, they should use the best resources. Our survival is all thanks to their grace. Everything is in service to the magicians and the army. Since they announced the holy war ten years ago, the taxes we originally had to pay have doubled. Aside from magicians and the army, even the city lords can't get enough food. People starve to death every day."