"Enough." With a single twitch of his head in the taller man's direction, the two interlopers are surrounded. "That one with the gun: disarm him and take him to the cells. I would have a word with this other... guest in our temple."

As his men do his bidding, he turns to the one who spoke of Barbossa and Jack Sparrow.

"Your friend's attitude needs adjustment; my men will see to that. You tell me what you know of these hǎi dào, these pirates who are reportedly dead." The names come out in a hiss filled simultaneously with awe and disdain. "These captains Barbossa and Sparrow."