When he turned around, he saw Little Fox leading two Flower Spirits close in.
Flower Spirit, female.
It was the size of a palm.
There were translucent wings on their backs, shaped like leaves.
They looked exquisite, like porcelain dolls.
They were dressed in flowers and green leaves.
The two little things timidly hid behind Little Fox's head as they carefully observed Klein and whispered to each other.
"Hello... Hello!"
One of the Flower Spirits flew in front of Klein and used its loudest voice to speak.
It was the underground common language!
Klein smiled and tried his best to look gentle as he said softly, "Hello, I'm Klein. How do I address the two beautiful Flower Spirits?"
In order to trick the little coolies, he had to be a little sweet-tongued.
He would first trick them, then let them taste the exploitation from the capitalist class!
"AH? You call us Flower Spirits?"
