"He's saying we've profaned the gods!"
Even now, dizzy and reeling, Miyazaki Jiro hadn't forgotten his duty. He translated the Kakaya Temple Warrior Chief's muttering for the others.
His face was deathly pale. This time, they'd really gotten themselves into trouble!
"Where are your gods? Tell them to come out so I can beat them up. Miyazaki, translate that for them."
Li Bai kept recklessly testing the limits of his luck.
The Azure Flood Dragon at home got beaten on odd-numbered days and stewed on even-numbered ones. It just wasn't happy unless it got smacked around.
Miyazaki Jiro's eyes went wide. He stared at Li Bai in disbelief. Big Shot, haven't you caused enough trouble already?
"Li Bai, don't..."
Zhao Ziwu swallowed with difficulty. He nearly bowed down to Li Bai. Please, take it easy.
This wasn't mainland China, where the red flower, white lotus root, and green lotus leaf all belonged to the same family. You could say whatever you wanted, and at worst, someone would beat you up. The most you'd get was administrative detention and a little suffering; your life would still be safe.
But here, deep in the Amazon rainforest, in the Mount Parecis range, they were in a lawless land. Calling the police wouldn't help. They'd provoked a local tribe in its own home, and now they were openly taunting them. This could end with one side dead.
"Translate!"
Li Bai ignored Zhao Ziwu's warning and urged him on.
Miyazaki Jiro translated in a near-crying voice. He couldn't afford to offend either side!
He could only hope the Kakaya people would give him a quick death.
"@#￥%"
Just as Miyazaki Jiro and Zhao Ziwu had feared, every Kakaya person, including the Temple Warrior Chief, erupted like a barrel of gunpowder. Men and women, young and