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"Did you two pay for these?"
Great Demon Li spotted the problem right away.
After all, he worked in the medical field, specializing in psychology and mental health. He could see the frustration on the faces of the Japanese Embassy staff.
"Huh? We're supposed to pay?"
Qingyao Demoness glared at the Japanese staff.
The cooks and kitchen helpers hurriedly waved their hands. "No, no need to pay!"
They were afraid she'd throw a basket of vegetables at them. It weighed at least a hundred pounds—enough to kill someone. It wasn't worth dying over a basket of vegetables!
Li Bai had been about to take out some money, but then he thought about how ridiculously cheap things were in Africa, while Japan was a developed country full of rich people. He decided not to insult them by offering money.
He could only apologize to Secretary Noguchi, who had walked them out. "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."
"No trouble at all!"
Secretary Noguchi had already felt that the embassy owed them an apology. They'd been wrongly treated as suspects for so many days, and he felt bad about it. How could he possibly begrudge them a few things?
A few baskets of vegetables and fresh meat weren't worth much. They could take everything without a problem.
The heavy tractor roared to life and pulled away from the Japanese Embassy, towing the camper and the small trailer behind it.
Sitting in the spacious cab, Secretary Xu asked, "Are you going back to Somalia?"
Li Bai had come from the Chinese peacekeeping force's base outside Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia. He'd also gone to Uganda along the way. If not for the mess at the Japanese Embassy in Kenya, he wouldn't have had to double back and waste several days in