Richard's voice was still in the air, and other elfins with good hearing had also realized that two SUVs were coming down the pitted roads, kicking up dust. The destination seemed to be the site of the Bastet's Holy Temple. After all, there was no other place worth stopping at near here.
"Didn't you say that there are no tourists here just now, you idiot?" Richard asked and patted Zhang Zian's head again. "Aren't you just making a fool of yourself?"
Zhang Zian forcibly defended himself and said, "Is your ear used for breathing? I meant that there are usually no tourists! Maybe some senior cat slaves came here to cherish the past!"
"Gah gah! Bullsh*t! You did not say 'usually' at all!" Richard did not let him off, grabbing onto his words and refusing to let go.
Zhang Zian was quite troubled as well. They hadn't come early or late, so why were tourists coming at this moment?