Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Zhang Zian explained what he understood about Egypt’s culture to the members of the team and specifically mentioned two points. One, He He was way too exposed in her outfit and gave the local men an impression that she was very casual—this was the root cause. Two, she shouldn’t have shoved the person with her left hand. This was the direct cause and the lit fuse.

  They couldn’t blame the men for being too straightforward and asking for her hand in marriage at first sight. There were too many monks and too little porridge. Everyone wanted to marry a foreigner so they could migrate overseas. There was no time for romancing at all. They had finally met a female tourist who was open, and if they were too slow, someone else might have gotten to her first.

  He He had been crying earlier on, but her face flashed with shock, shame, and anger at Zhang Zian’s words, flushing red. She finally burst out in anger, “I just wanted it to be more cooling. I’m not some cheap woman!”


  Gao Ke and his friends felt awkward. If they had known that the situation would end up this way, they would have just banded together and persuaded her to change into another set of clothes. But what was done was done, and it was too late for regrets.

  As for the right and left hand issue, Wei Kang did seem to have reminded them about this before they left the country, but they couldn’t really just change a habit of a lifetime in the snap of a hand, and it would be normal to forget it in moments of panic.

  He He was frustrated and sorry. Her new phone had been snatched away in the mess, her sleeveless top had been smeared in dirty handprints, and her elbow had been pinched red by some particularly violent men. She really hadn’t expected to encounter such disgusting things on their first day here. No wonder Chinese people liked to travel or migrate to European countries. These third-world countries really did have the worst people.

  In terms of the scenery, Egypt didn’t lose to any other country. In terms of ancient artifacts, they were one of the top countries in the world. But when it came to the quality of the citizens, they were definitely at the bottom of the pile.

  With Famous’ fierce eye scaring the locals, Gao Ke and his crew kept coaxing He He with their words before finally asking Zhang Zian, “When are the people from the embassy coming?”


  Zhang Zian remained expressionless, his mouth twitching as he lowered his voice as much as he could. “I didn’t have time to make the call, seeing as how the situation was getting out of hand, and I don’t know the number for the embassy.”


  Gao Ke’s panic rose again, and he asked nervously, “Then……what do we do? Call them now?”


  Du Xuetao’s glasses had been crushed, but as a myopic person who knew he couldn’t survive without glasses, he’d brought along a spare set. He pulled out his spare glasses to wear, but the moment he heard that the thing wasn’t over yet, he hesitated to put his spectacles on again. If they were crushed again, he would really be blind as a bat.

  Zhang Zian couldn’t reach a decision either. The Egyptians around them all felt that their buddy had been insulted or were using the chance to make sure they couldn’t leave easily. If they saw them calling now, there was a possibility that they would just be adding fuel to the fire and intensifying the conflict.

  He wasn’t afraid of a fight, even if it was a messy one. The more chaotic it was, the more chances Old Time Tea had to help. The thing that they were afraid of was the situation getting blown out of proportion, creating trouble for their own country. He He getting harmed in the process would be another disaster too.

  Just as they were hesitating, there was suddenly a huge commotion, attracting the attention of the locals. Zhang Zian and the crew were all stunned. This sound was extremely familiar. Weren’t these the festive firecrackers?

  Yup, those were definitely firecrackers. Smoke had started to rise. What was happening? Was someone marrying off their daughter?

  There seemed to be firecrackers thrown onto the spectators’ long robes and clothes. The extremely dry climate caused the little sparks that leaped off the firecrackers to burn little holes in the robes, potentially causing them to go up in flames. The spectators scrambled to put out the sparks while they cursed the heavens, looking for the perpetrator.

  The team couldn’t figure it out at all, but before they could make heads or tails of the situation, someone grabbed Zhang Zian’s left wrist tightly.

  So someone was finally making a move? It would be best if they could avoid fighting, but if they were getting attacked, they couldn’t just stand there and take it.

  Old Time Tea had trained him to reflexively respond to violence by breaking free before reciprocating. His right fist had already been lifted to his chest area. When he finally took a look at the other party, he realized that the other person was a young local woman, around twenty years of age, with huge eyes and defined features, and quickly stopped his punch. What was going on?

  Zhang Zian was too shocked for words. He wouldn’t even be this shocked if Wang Qian or Li Kun had held on to him. Arabian women were very conservative, and it was impossible for them to just make contact with a stranger on the street.

  Even though he thought he was handsome, he knew his own limits, and he knew that he wasn’t so handsome that a lady would break her deep-rooted culture to save him.

  “Shh!” The woman put her index finger to her lips.

  She was small and purposefully bent down so that her entire body was hidden in the dark robes. All those other people, distracted by the firecrackers, wouldn’t have known how or when she had squeezed herself in.

  Even He He, beside Zhang Zian, had noticed the lady, confused about how Zhang Zian had actually gotten to know a local woman.

  The lady let go of Zhang Zian’s hands and took out a brown piece of cloth about the size of a bathrobe from underneath her robe, like magic. She covered He He with it without any more words, covering her from head to knee, before signaling to her to “Come with me quietly.”


  No matter if they were Caucasian, Asian, or African, they would all look the same after getting dressed in such a personality-killing garment. That made it harder for them to differentiate her from the rest of the crowd.

  Right now, Zhang Zian didn’t have the time and energy to consider why this woman was here or why she wanted to save them. Their first priority was getting out of there.

  Zhang Zian gave the others a look as well, and they understood the cue to shut the hell up, bend down, and follow behind the woman, getting out of the crowd while they were still in chaos. Famous had stopped barking and followed behind silently too.

  Seeing that they were free from danger, Old Time Tea heaved a sigh of relief before running off to tell the other elfins.

  The market spanned a huge area, its main roads and alleys crisscrossing each other randomly, making it easy to get lost. Jack had brought them in along the main roads since even he wasn’t too familiar with the small alleys.

  The lady seemed to know the spiderweb-like structure of the alleys like the back of her hand and brought them in and out of them like mice running through tunnels. After several bends, she brought them into a shop.

  The students still hadn’t gotten over the shock of what had transpired. They didn’t even get to see what this shop was all about before they saw that Fina had already arrived, arrogantly sitting on a chair with a local elderly man in a short-sleeved T-shirt standing at attention beside her.