After the three of them stepped aside, the people waiting behind them finally appeared.
The person walking at the front wore a strange sharkskin-like outfit. His head rose high like an upside-down spittoon, and his two long, narrow eyes stood upright, swaying from side to side like a mollusk's snail eyes.
Beside him was an ordinary human wearing a top hat, apparently saying something at his side.
Behind this "spittoon" were two strange humanoids with blue skin all over and short, sturdy builds. Judging by their width alone, they were practically human strongmen.
But judging by their height...
They were only about 1.2 meters tall.
This bizarre combination made Brother Fatty want to laugh, but Young Master Harry worked hard to control his facial muscles. He remembered White Hair's earlier warning: absolutely do not mock other races!
The group strolled past without exchanging a single word with Mu Fan's group, as though their stepping aside was only natural.
Just as the group had walked two meters away,
White Hair quietly explained to his two companions, "The skinny tall one with tentacle eyes is one of the Balaland People. The two behind him are Blue Horn People. They're all races from the Beyond Domain Star River."
"They're way too arrogant, aren't they? Acting like uncles—do we owe them something?" Brother Fatty said with a frown.
At the very least, they should have said thank you for making way. Out of the four of them, only one looked normal. The other three looked like their faces hit the ground first, yet they still acted so high and mighty. It made Brother Fatty seethe.
Before Mu Fan could speak, the four people ahead suddenly stopped.
The Balaland person who looked like a spittoon turned his two long upright eyes and swept them around