The guest outside was Xia Ruofei.
When Xia Ruofei used his mental force to scan the area, he also discovered Dhaka's presence, and was shocked.
Xia Ruofei didn't hear the first half of the conversation between Manchira and Dhaka, but he did hear the part where Manchira ordered Dhaka to go to Basoke to investigate the explosion case.
Therefore, he was a hundred percent sure that Manchira, the respected High Priest of Alure, was his main target in Africa, the leader of the Modh organization, Satan.
What surprised Xia Ruofei was that Dhaka, who looked so innocent and happy, and had a good impression of Huaxia, was actually a follower of the High Priest.
However, from the conversation between the two, Xia Ruofei came to a conclusion that Dhaka didn't know that the High Priest was the leader of the Modh organization, Satan. Otherwise, the High Priest wouldn't have been so secretive.
Just as Xia Ruofei was about to listen a little longer to see if there was any more useful information, the High Priest discovered his whereabouts!
Xia Ruofei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. With his ability to hide and conceal his presence, it was basically impossible for an ordinary person to discover him.
It seemed that the High Priest was indeed not ordinary!
However, Xia Ruofei didn't hide. Instead, he walked out of his hiding place and waited at the door.
He had absolute confidence in his own strength. Moreover, even if he really met a cultivator stronger than him, Xia Ruofei believed that he would have no problem escaping.
He only needed to avoid detection for a short period of time to take out the Spirit Map Scroll and hide in it.
The Spirit Map Scroll was so small that it wouldn't be easy for the enemy to find it if he hid in any crevice.
Moreover, the High Priest was only alerted when he was already near the small courtyard. It could be seen that even if the High Priest had some ability, it couldn't be that high.
Therefore, Xia Ruofei was still very confident.
In the courtyard.
Dhaka didn't notice anything outside, but he had absolute faith in the High Priest's abilities, so he nodded. "Yes, High Priest!"
With that, Dhaka hurried out of the courtyard and came to the door.
When Dhaka opened the door and saw Xia Ruofei standing there, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He recognized the person in front of him. It was the Asian he had just met at the temple. He had mistaken him for his new friend, Summer.
Dhaka immediately said, "Friend, you have left the sightseeing area. This is the private residence of the esteemed high priest. Please leave immediately!"
At this moment, High Priest Manchilla's voice rang out, "Dhaka! Turning away a guest was not the way of hospitality. Sir, since you're already here, why don't you come in and have a seat? "
Xia Ruofei smiled and said, "Thank you for your invitation, High Priest. I shall accept your invitation!"
Dhaka was slightly taken aback. Although he didn't understand, he obeyed the High Priest's orders, so he stepped aside and gestured for Summer to enter.
After Xia Ruofei entered, Dhaka immediately closed the door and caught up to Xia Ruofei. He whispered, "Sir, the High Priest has a revered position in Alurai. Everyone here respects him very much. Please pay attention to your manners."
Xia Ruofei looked at Dhaka with interest and nodded with a smile.
After passing through the small courtyard, Xia Ruofei followed Dhaka to the small living room of the house.
High Priest Manchilla was sitting on a chair, his deep eyes looking at Xia Ruofei with an unfathomable expression.
Xia Ruofei also had a faint smile on his face as he looked at the seemingly harmless High Priest.
At the same time, Xia Ruofei also felt the jade leaf on his chest getting hotter and hotter. It was obvious that the World Stone was in this small house.
At the thought of this, Xia Ruofei couldn't help but feel excited.
The High Priest gestured for him to enter and said, "Friend from the mysterious East, please take a seat!"
Xia Ruofei's appearance this time had obvious Southeast Asian characteristics. To an African, he was naturally considered an Asian, so Xia Ruofei wasn't surprised. He smiled and nodded, then sat down on the chair opposite the High Priest.
The High Priest looked deeply at Xia Ruofei, then said to Dhaka, "Dhaka, go make two cups of tea! Use the good tea you brought back from Huaxia. "
"Yes, High Priest!" Dhaka replied.
He didn't know why the High Priest was so polite to this ordinary-looking Southeast Asian, but he still went to the house on the left to find some tea leaves to make tea.
The High Priest smiled at Xia Ruofei and said, "Friend from the East, let me introduce myself. I am Manchilla, the High Priest of Arulei. How should I address you? "
Xia Ruofei casually made up a name and said, "High Priest, I am from Siam. You can call me Suchai."
A hint of disappointment appeared in Manchilla's eyes, but he concealed it well. He smiled and said, "So Mr. Suchai is from Siam. I thought you were from Huaxia … I'm sorry, but in our eyes, Easterners all look the same. My student Dhaka knows more about the East, so he should be able to tell."
Xia Ruofei's heart skipped a beat. He felt that this High Priest wasn't simple. More importantly, there was a Boundary Stone in the High Priest's house, so he couldn't rule out the possibility that this High Priest was related to the cultivation world.
Now that Manchilla mentioned Huaxia, Xia Ruofei's curiosity was piqued.
Xia Ruofei smiled and said, "Actually, I am half Huaxia, because my grandfather and mother are from Huaxia."
Xia Ruofei made up a simple story and told Manchilla, "My grandfather went to Siam from Huaxia in his early years and married a local woman, giving birth to my father. My father fell in love with my mother while he was studying in Huaxia, and they had me later. So … strictly speaking, I am three-quarters Huaxia. "
The High Priest showed a very interested expression and smiled, "So that's how it is …"
At this moment, Dhaka came over with two cups of tea on a tray.
"Please have some tea!" Dhaka said respectfully.
The High Priest nodded and said, "Dhaka, you may leave first. Remember to complete the mission I gave you! "
"Yes, High Priest!" Dhaka bowed slightly.
Then, he nodded at the High Priest and Xia Ruofei and walked out of the house, leaving the courtyard.
Seeing Dhaka leave, Xia Ruofei let out a sigh of relief. If this black man had stayed, he would have been in a bit of a difficult position.
This was because he was definitely going to meet Manzila, the leader of the Mo De Organization. Right now, his politeness was just a pretense. The two of them did not shed all pretense of cordiality. They were just testing each other, hoping to get more information from each other.
Moreover, Xia Ruofei was confident that he could defeat the High Priest. If Dhaka was still here, then Xia Ruofei would have to keep Dhaka in the Ring-Tu space to keep this a secret.
According to the previous information, Dhaka wasn't involved in the Mordor Organization. Even if he did help Manchilla, he wouldn't have to bear the consequences of being imprisoned for life.
Now that High Priest Manchilla had sent Dhaka away and let him go to Bassok according to the original plan, it was exactly what Xia Ruofei wanted.
After Dhaka left, Manchilla smiled and said, "Mr. Suchai, you have Huaxia blood in you. I wonder if you can speak Chinese?"
The two had been communicating in English. Xia Ruofei nodded and said in Chinese, "Of course! I've been learning Chinese since I was young, and I also communicate with my elders in Chinese at home! "
Manchilla was very happy to hear this and said in Chinese, "Then let's talk in Chinese! My Chinese isn't very good, please forgive me! "
Manchilla's Chinese was indeed not very good. Many of his pronunciations had a strange accent, and it was different from the accent of foreigners in Europe and America. In short, it sounded weird. His Chinese was much worse than Dhaka's, but at least he could understand it.
Xia Ruofei smiled and nodded. "Sure."
Manchilla looked deeply at Xia Ruofei and said, "If I'm not wrong, Mr. Suchai and I should be the same kind of people. No one has ever been able to get that close before I found you. I think we should be able to exchange our insights … "
Xia Ruofei suddenly understood. He had a rough guess in his heart, but he still needed to verify it.
Xia Ruofei smiled and asked, "What insights does the High Priest wish to exchange?"
Manchilla laughed and said, "Of course it's the mysterious witchcraft of the East! Mr. Suchai wouldn't reject the invitation of a fellow … fellow practitioner, would he? "
After saying that, a smile appeared on Manzila's face. He clenched his hand into a claw and pulled a wooden ornament hanging on the wall. The palm-sized wooden ornament was directly sucked into his hand.
This High Priest had indeed come into contact with cultivation methods! Xia Ruofei exclaimed in his heart.
However, at the same time, he did not know whether to laugh or cry because Manzila actually called the cultivation method "Eastern witchcraft". He reckoned that this old man was also a dabbler. It was most likely that he was "self-taught" and had never come into contact with a complete cultivation system.
Manzila revealed a smug look and smiled at Xia Ruofei. "Mr. Suchai, how's my telekinesis? Can you give me some comments? "
Telekinesis mainly tested the cultivation of one's mental strength. After seeing Manchilla's technique, Xia Ruofei already had an idea.
Manchilla clearly thought that he had finally met someone who was on the same path as him and hoped that they could have a good exchange. Who knew, they might be able to spark some inspiration. At the very least, it would be better than him building a cart behind closed doors.
However, Xia Ruofei didn't want to continue feigning civility.
He smiled faintly and said, "Your standard is not bad, Mr. Satan!"
Manchilla was originally full of smiles, but when he heard the word "Satan", his expression changed drastically …
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