"Does anyone speak Japanese?" Ai Jiangtu sensed trouble and hurriedly asked.
"I do," Jiang Shaoxu replied. "Play along and pretend you're deaf and mute. Don't say a word."
Everyone understood the situation and quickly nodded, playing along with Jiang Shaoxu.
After some back-and-forth, she finally managed to get rid of the officers.
"Damn those Japanese bastards. They only came over because we have a few pretty girls in the group. If we were all short, ugly, and broke, they wouldn't have given us a second look!" Mo Fan grumbled.
"We should've beaten the crap out of them!" The more Mo Fan thought about it, the angrier he got.
Although this world's history had broadly followed the same course as the technological world's, many pivotal events had been entirely different.
For example, the two world wars had been massive conflicts between humanity and Demon Beasts. There was no deep blood feud between the two countries.
Of course, that didn't stop Mo Fan and Zhou Sining from hating those Japanese bastards.
"Let's get moving. We need to find somewhere to stay first." Ai Jiangtu had no desire to linger.
"Right. None of us have legal papers. If we cause trouble and attract the Japanese Magic Association's attention, we're finished," Nan Jue agreed.
The group left the port, passed through inspection, and entered Xixiong City proper.
It was getting late, so they began looking for a place to stay.
Without legal papers or IDs, they couldn't check into a hotel.
In the end, they found a temple on a mountain. Only after they donated a generous sum did the monks agree to take them in.
"Yanming Temple..." Zhou Sining studied the plaque above the temple gate.
"Have you heard of it?"
"No. It's just strangely quiet here. On the way up, we only