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Chapter 458 Fire God Mazda

Many Huaxians, especially the common people from the southern regions, have a stereotype about people from Arab countries and even their own compatriots who adhere to Islam as a minority religion: unreasonable, difficult to deal with, somewhat barbaric and rude, quick to resort to violence at the slightest disagreement.

When Suming was in high school, there was a Tibetan class, and all the other classes in the school kept their distance from the students of this class, somewhat fearful of them.

Actually, in most cases, this is due to misunderstandings brought about by different living habits, beliefs, and poor communication. For example, it is normal for Han people to haggle when shopping and to walk away without buying in the end, but if the seller is from some minority ethnic group, they may feel mocked, and it would not be surprising to see them pull out a knife on the spot.

However, the issue here was that the two men involved were clearly from the Arab region, speaking the same language, sharing the same way of life, so there was no possibility of a misunderstanding.

"*&@#*&...*...!" The short, thin, dark-skinned man's voice was astonishingly loud compared to his stature, and he fired off a barrage of words like a machine gun.

The other was a tall man, nearly one meter ninety in height, with a face full of big beard, but his arguing skills were far inferior to the little man's; he stared with wide eyes, puffing with anger, and kept repeating a single word, making himself look quite at a loss for words.

"What's happening?! Is it a terrorist incident, a hijacking?" Nangong Huang asked, eager for chaos.

Not only did Nangong Huang think so, but many Huaxian passengers in the economy class seemed to have the same idea, watching the two men argue not out of curiosity, but with wariness. A few Huaxian passengers who were sitting closer even left their seats, staying far away from the two men.

A few fair-haired, blue-eyed foreigners simply looked at them as if they were terrorists. Big beards and an Arab accent have almost become synonymous with terrorists worldwide.

The flight attendants were trying their best to calm the two men down, but they were not swayed at all. The tongue of the little man was like a high-powered engine, babbling at Big Beard one moment, and turning to speak a few words to the flight attendant the next, fighting a one-man battle decisively with the upper hand and leaving the flight attendant unable to get a word in. Big Beard was so infuriated that his face turned bright red, his fists clenched tightly, looking like he could explode at any moment.

"What are they arguing about?" Suming asked Zhao Yun.

"The little guy believes in Allah, and he's accusing the big guy of worshipping a false god and deviating from the teachings of the Quran. Big Beard responds saying that Allah is indeed great, but he also recognizes other deities. Moreover, he insists that the Fire God Ahura Mazda from the Fire Worshiping Sect is also a true deity. The little guy then demanded proof, so Big Beard, unable to out-talk the little guy, just keeps repeating 'May the Fire God have mercy...' as Zhao Yun listened and translated simultaneously.

Big Beard, not so quick with words, puffed up his chest in anger, but eventually sat back down, prodded repeatedly by the flight attendant; she even helped the short man find a seat far away from Big Beard to keep them separated.

The short man was extremely pleased with himself, and on his way to the new seat, he continued to look up and jabber mockingly at something.

"Go on, get back, there's nothing to see. I thought all Arabs had hot tempers, but turns out loudmouths are everywhere in the world."

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Suming turned to leave, but Big Beard suddenly stood up again, threw his head back, and bellowed toward the heavens: "*&!"

"The Fire God... I'm fucked!" Zhao Yun instinctively translated, not finishing his sentence before suddenly turning pale with shock, raising his elbow towards the side aisle, and forcefully smashing down.

At the same time, Big Beard had pulled out a square object from somewhere and was frantically rubbing it in his hands. The thing, roughly the size of a TV remote, burst into a large ball of flame as if by magic!

Everyone on the plane was terrified. Security was so tight that even lighters were confiscated; how did he manage to bring this flammable item on board?

The flight attendant, scared out of her wits, hurriedly tried to grab the flammable object from Big Beard's hand. Big Beard shoved her away and, glaring at the short man not far away, loudly repeated the phrase "The Fire God..." then resolutely dropped the flame at his feet.

On this hot day, Big Beard was wearing a long robe, probably made of synthetic and other flammable materials. The moment the large ball of fire touched the hem of his garment, it erupted into flames with a whoosh.

"*&!" The flames instantly engulfed the hem of Big Beard's robe, and he let out a roar as the fire took hold.

"The Fire God... guide me..." Zhao Yun finally finished translating.