The plane landed, and the President of Tanzania, along with his top officials, rushed to greet them. Every one of them wore a smile, their hushed whispers filled with boundless surprise.
"I never thought these few brats could actually invite him."
"Indeed! On Blue Star, there's probably no one harder to invite than him!"
"Wherever he goes, storms follow. I wonder what kind of outcome he'll bring to Africa this time?"
"The outcome is unpredictable! We just hope he doesn't treat our Tanzania as a battlefield; we can't afford to be tossed around by them…"
…
The Tanzanian officials, with smiles plastered on their faces, gazed at the aircraft door, but it remained stubbornly shut.
The President of Tanzania frowned. What was going on? Was our welcome not grand enough, not attentive enough? Why wasn't he coming out yet?
"What's going on?"
The presidential secretaries were also anxious and quickly sent someone to contact the Black Captain. After several urgent calls, the door finally creaked open slowly.
"If they hadn't invited Mr. Bai back, I would have thrown them to the lions!!"
The President of Tanzania muttered under his breath, but greeted them with a smile.
However, after a group of Black men emerged with scantily clad supermodels, Mr. Bai's figure was still nowhere to be seen.
"Mr. Bai?" The President of Tanzania's face had already turned quite grim. "Ah! This…" The Black leader in charge looked ashen, a snot bubble clinging to his nose, his body trembling uncontrollably, clearly not in good condition. He had been hung on the airplane's wing until the plane prepared to land. If his body hadn't undergone modifications and possessed extraordinary resilience, he would have been dead long ago.
However, by the time he was back in the cabin, Mr. Bai had already vanished.
"He… he was still with us when we entered our airspace. The moment we landed, he suddenly… disappeared…" the Black leader could only say, bracing himself. Seeing the murderous glint in his President's eyes, he felt his heart sink halfway. He was rapidly racking his brain for an excuse when a secretary ran up from behind.
"Mr. President, Mr. Bai has already arrived at the conference building in the city."
Elusive! The President was startled. After giving the Black Captain and his entourage a fierce glare, he led his retinue of high-ranking officials back.
In the heart of Dodoma, the capital of Tanzania, stood the Presidential Palace, one of the few towering structures.
On the rooftop, a figure stood gazing over the entire city. The city wasn't exactly prosperous; it was comparable to a seventh or eighth-tier city in Great Xia. However, the exotic customs and traditions of this foreign land were worth appreciating.
From the moment the plane entered Dodoma's airspace and prepared to descend, Bai Ye had teleported away from it. Tanzania's elaborate reception was not only to show respect but also to announce certain information to the world, a win-win situation.
Bai Ye disdained such petty tricks. Furthermore, the intended negotiating party this time was not these so-called high-level officials, so there was no need for him to meet them.
"Thud, thud, thud…"
The door to the rooftop passage opened, and the approaching person walked slowly towards Bai Ye, their footsteps making crisp sounds on the floor.
Bai Ye turned his head, a flicker of astonishment in his eyes. He saw the figure opposite him, clad entirely in black armor, with flowing black hair, a beautiful face, and an aloof gaze, exuding an aura of a mature and commanding woman. The armor barely contained her magnificent endowments.
Most striking was the equine lower body with four hooves. Judging by the exposed smooth abdomen and the sleek tail, it was a white horse.
Having seen all sorts of demonic beasts and ferocious creatures, this was his first encounter with the centaur race!
"Mr. Bai, isn't it rather rude to stare at someone like that?" she questioned him directly, seemingly unfazed by Bai Ye's power. She even appeared ready to draw the silver long spear on her back and pierce Bai Ye through.
The corner of Bai Ye's mouth curved slightly. It was the first time someone had directly questioned him like this!
"Aren't you staring at me too?"
In the blink of an eye, Bai Ye's figure appeared before the centaur beauty without any warning. The slight anger in her eyes turned to astonishment. If Bai Ye had made a move on her just then, she likely would have had no chance to resist.
This guy is truly as powerful as the Duke said!
The centaur beauty was shocked and could not refute Bai Ye's words. Indeed, she had been sizing up this mysterious fellow since she arrived.
"Our Duke has been waiting for you for a long time in the conference room downstairs. Please follow me."
"Lead the way," Bai Ye said no more. Teasing was fine for a sentence or two; it was witty, but saying more would make him a ruffian.
The two walked towards the passage, one behind the other. Gazing at her sturdy lower body, which moved with no lack of grace, Bai Ye couldn't help but have a strange thought. He wondered whether it was faster to ride them or a swift horse.
Exiting the passage and entering the elevator, they descended several floors to the entrance of a large conference room.
The centaur beauty stopped at the door and respectfully opened it for Bai Ye.
"The Duke is inside. Mr. Bai, please!"
Bai Ye chuckled, nodded, and stepped inside. In the conference room sat another centaur warrior, but he was far more robust than the beauty at the door. He wore no armor, revealing his solid muscles, carried a greatsword on his back, and exuded an aura of combat.
"Mr. Bai, your reputation precedes you. Welcome to Africa!" This man was precisely the half-demon alien who had emerged from the Great Rift passage earlier. He greeted Bai Ye with an enthusiastic expression and even strode forward to extend his hand for a handshake.
However, Bai Ye sized him up for a few moments, showing no intention of shaking hands. He then said with a meaningful tone, "Welcome to the beautiful Blue Star. How have you been enjoying your time here? How are you doing?"