"Master Fuli, please don't run, we're here to apologize on behalf of our master."
"For this, we even took a special flight and learned an extremely formal apology ritual from Japan, according to the customs of Xia Country…"
Three men lay prostrate on the ground forming the base, two girls resembling street dancers knelt above them to form the middle of a pyramid, and the highest-ranking female acted as the apex priest, solemnly beginning the apology.
But what they spoke was neither Yingyu nor the common language of Xia Country; it was García language, known as the language of poetry from a Western language branch, popular during the medieval period for composing and singing poems.
Master Fuli couldn't understand a word of what those bizarre creatures were babbling about.
In the eyes of Master Fuli and Ah Qing, the earnest apology group before them looked like a human cairn, with legs at the base that followed people around tirelessly, all the while chanting what seemed like evil spells with great vigor.
"Wah wah wah..."
Ah Qing's eyes widened in horror as she saw the human cairn-like bizarre thing closing in, and she took off running.
"Sister Lin… help… call the police! Those foreigners are forming the fusion of the Five Spirit Kings!"
Ah Qing supported the little fox on her shoulder and sprinted to a nearby car, using it as a shield, her face full of panic as she called out loudly to Lin Ying for help.
Although Ah Qing was quick, the pyramid wasn't slow either. The three forming the base clearly belonged to the category of Spirit People. Even in a full-bodied kneeling position, their limb-crawling speed wasn't slow.
"........"
Upon witnessing the modern version of the Qin King fleeing around a pillar, Lin Ying's face showed a trace of daze, exchanging glances with Lin Bingyun, both falling into an eerie silence.
"Housekeeper… stop this farce immediately! Such bizarre and absurd scenes are truly unsettling."
After a moment, Lin Ying's dazed eyes regained some life, a faint black line appearing on her cheek as she ordered Lin Bingyun.
"Everyone, please stop..."
Maintaining the demeanor of a housekeeper, Lin Bingyun calmly walked forward and instructed the pyramid to cease, speaking in somewhat awkward García language to communicate with them.
García language is relatively niche, even within Western language regions it's considered niche. Lin Bingyun could only manage basic communication, and couldn't sing poems like the female at the pyramid's peak.
Their apology was like a song, expressed in the form of poetic praise.
"Please revert to your human forms, and also refrain from discussing matters related to Spiritual Particles in public."
Lin Bingyun stood in front of the pyramid, first addressing it, then turned around with a comforting smile towards Ah Qing:
"Miss Ah Qing need not worry, they didn't mean any harm just now. I heard them say their homeland harbors a special affection for foxes, and upon seeing the majestic Master Fuli, they couldn't resist worshiping him."
"Um..."
Still shaken, Ah Qing instinctively stepped back, hiding behind Housekeeper Lin, and poked her head out from between Lin Bingyun's arms. The little fox on Ah Qing's shoulder also hugged her neck, peeking out cautiously.
"Triangular Hammer, stop looking for a van; just get an ordinary two-wheel electric bike. It seems the other party doesn't harbor any ill intentions, so no need to run them over too much..."
Ansheng silently mouthed these words, transmitting them through the Blood and Flesh Will mark to Triangular Hammer.
"You understand García language? Fantastic, because our accompanying translator seems to be down; he just lay flat after eating conch meat…"
"My name is Clara, a professional Succubus dancer. Our BOSS sent us to serve Master Fuli to express apologies for last time's incident."
Upon hearing Lin Bingyun speak, Clara's eyes lit up immediately, explaining their purpose and the current predicament.
They'd brought an accompanying translator who now seemed incapacitated. The fellow had a voracious appetite and bought a bowl of local exotic conch meat, resulting in apparent neurotoxicity symptoms after consumption.
"This isn't the time for such discussions; I'll later arrange for you to meet with Master Fuli."
"But before that, please step back to avoid disturbing Master Fuli's rest. Otherwise, your boss should have informed you, when Master Fuli gets angry…"
Lin Bingyun didn't engage further with Clara, merely urging them away to prevent startling Ah Qing.
If Ah Qing was genuinely frightened…
Lin Bingyun felt the whole situation could take a more troublesome turn.
If Ah Qing screamed out, the Spirit Beast protectors hiding in the resort area might indeed emerge to protect, possibly consigning Clara's party to the ocean depths.
"Then… we'll take our leave, and please be sure to explain to Master Fuli that our boss truly didn't mean to snatch Master Fuli's woman last time, it was due to local law enforcement detaining them when crossing customs."
Face serious, Clara grasped Lin Bingyun's hand tightly, explaining the past misunderstanding.
It wasn't really their fault; someone within their group had brought a gun, leading to their detention.
The boss was quite upset; his previous home had been quelled entirely by Master Fuli's family in retribution.
We truly bear no grudges. You've sunk my former employer, please don't sink me too…
"Then… we'll be waiting for you at the hotel, I'm staying in Room 302 at the Fishing Hotel, we'll keep waiting."
After explaining to Lin Bingyun, Clara solemnly looked towards Master Fuli, gesturing a cross before a large, ripe fruit, placing one hand on her chest, curtsying, and leading her team away.
"…Woman?"
Lin Bingyun was momentarily stunned, confused by Clara's words. Wasn't Master Fuli studying in Chang'an City previously? What's this about alleged human trafficking?
And Chen Nian hadn't mentioned anything about new maids delivering goods to Master Fuli, had he?
"......"
Retracting her bewilderment, Lin Bingyun smiled towards Ah Qing: "There's nothing to worry about now, foreigners often have passionate and devout dispositions..."
After saying this, she gave Master Fuli a glance indicating she had something to report later.
"That was terrifying..."
"Foreigners are just so superstitious! They were stacking up to worship an Immortal."
With tension gradually easing, Ah Qing's clenched fists began to relax.
Moments earlier, she considered that if those foreigners really came to bite her, she'd punch them out.
Though they were many, she'd suspend them from street lamps with just her strength.
Fortunately, it was all a misunderstanding. Otherwise, Ah Qing would slightly worry she might earn a fifteen-day hold for disturbing public order with a single punch.
"Screech—"
A sharp screech from an emergency brake echoed at the parking lot entrance.
Ansheng, Ah Qing, Lin Ying, and Lin Bingyun instinctively glanced towards the open-air parking entrance, finding Clara lying on the ground with a blank look.
Her low-cut dress bore a deep brake mark on the chest, her cheeks sported tire tracks, and she gazed upwards in confusion.
"Xia Country..."
"KTM dirt bikes are allowed to leap between buildings? No wonder… the accident rate in Xia Country is so high, nearly sending me to the hospital."
Clara stood up with a mutter on her face, patting her chest to rid of the brake mark, helping her companions up before heading towards the hotel.
The dirt bike had descended from above, knocking Clara to the ground in a spinning Thomas maneuver, sending people flying and riding off into the distance.
"Are foreigners' physiques really that good?" Ah Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.
With tire tracks still on her face, any practitioners from Sister Liu Lingyu's side would have gone to the clinic for iodine disinfection and tetanus shots, right?