Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 504: Some say that being from the lower class is a sin

Chapter 504: Chapter 504: Some say that being from the lower class is a sin

Qin Ruan looked surprised at his words, and then chuckled softly.

"What are you saying? The luckiest thing in my life is having you, Shen Ran, and Zilan as my companions in West City. This friendship can never be erased in a lifetime!"

Her voice was soft, but each word she said was incredibly heavy.

Su Wang’s voice turned a bit grave, "Then don’t say things I don’t want to hear. We’re all brothers here, there’s no need to thank me. It makes me feel like we’re strangers, not family."

Qin Ruan helplessly said, "It’s just a habit to thank people, it’s hard to change it at once."

"Seems like you’re having a hard time now."

From what Qin Ruan has said, Su Wang imagined all sorts of melodramatic scenes.

They always say that the world of the rich and powerful is fraught with complications and backstabbing, so he believed that Qin Ruan mustn’t have been having an easy time back home.

Qin Ruan showed a bitter smile but did not explain.

In past and present lives, there are too many people she needed to thank. She had said it thousands of times in her heart, especially to Third Master Huo.

There were noises coming from Su Wang’s end.

"That kid is crying again, I’ll hang up first."

He quickly explained to Qin Ruan and hung up the call.

Qin Ruan tossed her cell phone on the table, leaned back on the sofa, her face contemplative.

She didn’t regret sending Josh to West City.

Third Master Huo was in the US and must have already received the news.

Since he didn’t stop it, he must have approved.

Next, all she needed to do was wait and see how Josh would evolve.

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Time slowly passed by.

Five days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Josh had been living in West City for five days.

For him, every day felt like a year.

During these few days, he had witnessed a lot of dark human nature from the bottom layer of society. It was not a game of scheming, but rather raw cruelty and brutality, exuding a unbearable malice.

Where there are people, there will be disputes. It’s human nature.

When dressed up, it’s called competition; when described negatively, it’s fierce fighting.

The lower the social status, the more likely they are to step on each other, and the less tolerant they are of seeing those they know do well.

They believe that if others are doing badly, they’ll do better, and because of their stepping on each other, they remain at the bottom. The crab mentality fits the dark and gloomy West City perfectly.

In the past few days, under the guidance of Su Wang, Li Zilan, and Shen Ran, Josh had toured around West City.

He had seen many scenes he used to be oblivious to, challenging his knowledge and values.

In the dirty and chaotic streets of West City, people were brazenly fighting and robbing beautiful girls in spite of their cries. They tortured and humiliated them in public.

There were also people who didn’t pay after playing poker with the salon girls. Those who collected protection fees, and those who brutally beat up elder stall owners and middle-aged male and female vendors who couldn’t afford the money, to make an example of them.

For Josh who had been born with a silver spoon, all these challenged his values.

It’s not to say that the upper-level society is clean and free from dark experiences.

The infighting in big families and aristocratic families is even more intense, but they disguise very well.

Furthermore, they wouldn’t fight fiercely over trivial matters like the lower-class people do.

The upper-class people don’t care for immediate benefits but prefer one blow to the death to eliminate future troubles, merely to climb higher.

The brutality and cruelty in West City challenge the vision.

They have a low vision, only caring for immediate benefits. They like to raise high and step on low, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Josh had witnessed himself how they staged horrifying bloody scenes for a little bit of gain.

He completely didn’t understand, nor could he understand why they would do that.

Until Su Wang told him: this is the life of ordinary people in West City.

The people here only care about the immediate benefits. They don’t consider the future. because of some minor gain they offend others and leave fewer ways for themselves.

They love to be petty, and the more they do, the more friction there is. It’s a vicious cycle.

Their lives are harsh, there’s no guarantee of life, and those with today but no tomorrow always live from hand to mouth.

It was both pitiful and sad, yet no one sympathized with them; this had already become the law of nature for survival.

In West City, there were people with these high positions, much like Master Jiang Six.

He too had stepped on the lower class to get to his position. He wouldn’t quibble over trivial matters, turning red in the face like the people below him.

This was because from his high vantage point, he could see certain scenes further away. This was the difference between people.

But how many people like Master Jiang Six could there be in West City?

Josh asked Su Wang, "Are you all like this too? My sister-in-law lived here for eighteen years, why is she so different from these people?"

Su Wang laughed upon hearing these words.

With a profound look, he stared at Josh and said, "We all went to school."

Having witnessed examples of ignorance since childhood, they knew the power of knowledge.

Over the years, the smartest thing Qin Ruan, Su Wang, Li Zilan, and Shen Ran did

was persisting in their studies no matter how hard and difficult it was.

Although West City was now in chaos, Su Wang and the others believed that in another ten years, as their generation grew up, they would eventually overthrow the old conservative guys.

In the future, scenes of West City terrorized for the sake of a small profit would no longer be staged.

Only then did Josh realize that Su Wang and the rest had such lofty ideals.

Not to burst their bubble, but in his view, this wouldn’t solve the root of the problem.

Despite appearing uneducated, like a playboy, the education he received was higher-level.

Josh, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, had been taught by his family to know, use, and control people since childhood.

He didn’t see problems as one-sided as Su Wang did.

West City was a big dye vat; it had formed a rigid survival rule.

Anyone who lived here for a while would more than 90 percent likely be assimilated.

Even he could not guarantee that he wouldn’t be assimilated if he lived here for a long time.

Of course, he wouldn’t become one of those who incited bloodshed for a small profit.

At most, he’d be like Su Wang and the rest, maintaining a rational mind, watching everything around them with an indifferent heart.

His once pampered and indulgent mentality would never return to as before.

Josh stayed silent, not bothering to explain all this to Su Wang.

These problems were too esoteric to explain in a few words.

Nor could the Cabinet’s intervention and the issuing of notices solve West City’s problems.

It required the consumption of a large amount of manpower, materials, and a terrifying amount of financial resources to solve the problem thoroughly.

The most important thing was financial power, as changing these old-fashioned people who only cared about self-interest, the biggest temptation was money.

As for those in high positions in West City who oppressed the lower classes, they are easier to deal with than the people below.

In West City, what Josh saw with his own eyes were scenes that could never appear in his world.

He remembered someone saying that being born in the bottom class was a sin.

Living in the lower classes, it was easy to cross limits.

There were no rules, and brutal life could easily reveal the evil in human nature.

But what are the lower classes?

People without any knowledge education, people with no correct moral values.

In simple summary, they are people who lack culture deep down and have no sense of good and evil.

But are all people in West City devoid of a sense of good and evil?

The answer is no.

There were also people like Su Wang in West City who maintained a rational mind.

And they were not at all in the minority.

They were stuck in this big dye vat, unable to extricate themselves, only maintaining an indifferent heart and watching everything around them.

They were powerless to change things.

All they could do was not assimilate with the mainstream crowd.

They were still growing.

Longing for the time when they could grow strong enough to change the chaos in West City.