This kind of thing was just a small matter for Pope Paul and King Hughes.
After all, they were already cultivators at the pinnacle, and worldly affairs no longer held their interest, nor could anything else capture their attention.
Only cultivation could stir their hearts.
Seeing Pope Paul's smug expression, King Hughes turned his face away, too lazy to bother with him.
The police response in Dubai was a bit slow. King Hughes and Pope Paul waited in the store for a full twenty minutes before the police finally arrived at a leisurely pace.
"Who called the police? What's the matter?" a chubby policeman asked loudly as he entered with a few others.
"Officer, these two injured the mall's security and let the offenders go. Hurry and arrest them," the store owner cried out as if seeing a savior.
He then revealed his injuries on his back and the slap marks on his face, saying, "Officer, look at this. What have they done to me? I have surveillance footage, and I want to sue them."
The chubby policeman, named Lelo Ster, was the officer for this area. Because everyone here was rather lazy, their response time was slow.
Lelo Ster looked at the store owner and asked, "What's your name? Why did they hit you?"
"My name is Kito Jeffrey, the owner of this store. These people suddenly rushed into my shop and beat me."
Kito Jeffrey explained the whole incident in detail.
Lelo Ster looked at King Hughes and Pope Paul and asked, "It's wrong for you to hit people. Come back to the police station with me."
Lelo Ster noticed that both of them had Western features, and his tone was slightly more polite.
This was the influence of a strong homeland.
Their consistent style was to fight if they disagreed.
Therefore, citizens truly received great respect when they were abroad.
King Hughes glanced at him askance and said, "You are not qualified to speak to me. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way."
"Shit! Don't think you can act recklessly just because you're Westerners. Arrest them all!" Lelo Ster cursed and motioned for his subordinates to act.
*Slap...*
Pope Paul slapped him directly and said, "This is your reward for your insolence. If you dare to say one more word, I'll take your worthless life."
Lelo Ster, having never endured such an insult, drew his pistol and pointed it at King Hughes and Pope Paul, shouting, "Get on the ground! Hurry and get on the ground!"
King Hughes narrowed his eyes. It had been a long time since anyone dared to point a gun at them. The last time someone had pointed a gun at them was in Japan, by members of the Koizumi family, who were now unfortunately rotting.
Just as King Hughes was about to act and take his life, a large number of footsteps sounded from outside, directly sealing off the entire shopping center.
An elderly man wearing a headscarf and white clothes walked in.
As the man entered, he kicked the gun-wielding Lelo Ster and said to those behind him, "Take all these short-sighted fools out."
Lelo Ster was completely stunned. He recognized this person; it was Dubai's royal prince, Hussein Robinle.
This was his first time seeing him in person. He had only seen him on television before.
As Lelo Ster was being dragged out, he vaguely heard Hussein Robinle bow to a man and say, "Your Holiness, I am late."
Pope Paul patted his head kindly and said, "I am very angry today. I need a satisfactory outcome."
Hussein Robinle savored the feeling of the Pope patting his head and said respectfully, "Your Holiness, rest assured, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer today."
The entire store fell silent. The store owner, Kito Jeffrey, had already wet himself in fear, his legs giving out as he knelt on the ground.
He definitely recognized who the person in front of him was. If he fell into his hands, he could be killed without trial.
At this moment, no one cared about Kito Jeffrey's expression or thoughts. King Hughes looked at Pope Paul and smiled, "So, he's a believer."
Hussein Robinle looked at King Hughes with a confused expression and asked, "And who is this?"
King Hughes crossed his arms and ignored him. Pope Paul took the initiative to introduce him, "This is King Hughes from the United States."
Upon hearing this, Hussein Robinle's expression froze. At his status, he naturally knew who King Hughes was. He immediately bowed respectfully and called out, "Greetings, Your Highness King Hughes."
"Hmm," King Hughes murmured and nodded slightly.
"Your Excellencies visiting Dubai, why didn't you inform us in advance so we could host you?" Hussein Robinle said, shamelessly flattering them.
"Let's not discuss this for now," King Hughes said dismissively, waving his hand.
He was waiting. Pope Paul had already stolen the show; good buddies should show off together.
"Uh..." Hussein Robinle was stunned and didn't know how to respond.
While Hussein was still dazed, another group of people swarmed in from outside, almost filling the entire store.
Dubai's Fifth Prince, Saeed bin Mohammed, walked in.
He had received a call from his father, who said that the "American food bucket bench" himself had called him, stating that a very important figure from the United States was in Dubai and was currently in the shopping center.
Saeed was shocked and rushed over with his retinue without delay.
When he arrived, he saw that the place was already crowded. Upon entering, he realized that Hussein Robinle was present.
What kind of major event had occurred for Hussein Robinle to arrive so early?
"Your Highness King Hughes, I am Saeed bin Mohammed, the fifth son of my father. I sincerely welcome you to Dubai. Please let me know if you need any assistance."
Saeed respectfully bowed to King Hughes.
When Kito Jeffrey saw that the Fifth Prince had arrived, he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.
As he closed his eyes, he was still thinking, "Who on earth are these people?"
"Uncle Hussein," Saeed then bowed to Hussein Robinle.
The latter nodded slightly and looked at Pope Paul, introducing him, "This is His Holiness the Pope."
Upon hearing "His Holiness the Pope," Saeed's eyes widened, and he quickly bowed to him.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, King Hughes let out a cold snort and said:
"The owner of this store angered my master and bullied a Chinese national. His crime is unforgivable. If my master gets angry, it doesn't matter who you are, all of you will die, including yourselves."
"I am now representing my master to give you a piece of advice: from now on, any Chinese national in Dubai must be treated with the highest courtesy. If this is violated, do not blame me, King Hughes, for turning hostile. At that time, the Marine Corps will be dispatched to the battlefield."
"I concur," Pope Paul added calmly.
*Boom...*
Hussein Robinle and the Fifth Prince almost lost their footing. They listened with trembling hearts, their minds momentarily lost.
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(ps: I'm not feeling well, so only one chapter today. I can't write more, not even to pad it. And it's cold. Please click the 'urge to update' and watch videos to give me some warmth.)