My Silly, Sweet Wife

"What Sect Leader! I’m not here at Qianji Sect to become any Sect Leader." Ye Guichen’s face darkened, and he was momentarily at a loss seeing Wan Qianhuan’s pitiful state.

"Alright, alright, I wanted to go to the Barbarian Tribe anyway, so I’ll try my best to help you out." Ye Guichen said helplessly.

Upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words, Wan Qianhuan’s face lit up with joy, and he eagerly invited Ye Guichen to attend the Sect Leader ceremony at Qianji Hall.

Ye Guichen waved his hand to decline directly, then thought and asked, "Where are Wen Ya and the others being held?"

Regarding Wen Ya, Wan Qianhuan actually knew that she had already been captured by the Third Elder and taken to the dungeon, but in order to stabilize the Third Elder’s mood, Wan Qianhuan had kept still. It wasn’t until hearing Ye Guichen’s words that he remembered Wen Ya’s existence.

"In the dungeon. Mr. Ye, please follow me." Soon, under Wan Qianhuan’s guidance, Ye Guichen arrived at the dungeon of Qianji Sect.

Wen Ya heard the sounds at the door and stood up in panic, thinking it was the Third Elder coming for another brutal interrogation, her expression fearful.

"Sect Leader?"

She only heard a trace of doubt in Wen Ya’s voice as she stared guardedly at Wan Qianhuan, thinking that Wan Qianhuan had colluded with the Third Elder, her expression resolute as she said, "I will never admit I am of the Demon Clan."

Ye Guichen peeked his head from behind Wan Qianhuan, looking playfully at Wen Ya.

"Ah! Ye Guichen, run away quickly!" Wen Ya, upon seeing Ye Guichen, looked incredulous, glancing at the Sect Leader, and her expression involuntarily darkened again.

In her view, Ye Guichen must have also been captured by the Third Elder, causing her to feel secretly lost.

"Master Wan, just let them go." Ye Guichen said casually.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Wan Qianhuan waved to the people behind him, and the dungeon doors were quickly opened.

At this moment, Wen Ya blankly stared in place, unable to comprehend the scene, seeing Wan Qianhuan’s respectful demeanor towards Ye Guichen.

"Let’s go! Or are you planning to stay in here a few more days?" Ye Guichen said jokingly.

"Ah!"

Wen Ya regained her senses, with a surprised expression on her face, looking at Ye Guichen as if she were seeing a monster.

After rescuing Wen Ya, Ye Guichen didn’t linger longer at Qianji Sect, and to show sincerity, Wan Qianhuan specially gifted Ye Guichen a Thousand Mechanism Beast for travel use.

Ye Guichen rode the Thousand Mechanism Beast heading towards the place where the shaman was located.

At this moment in a cave two kilometers from Taihe Town, two Barbarian Tribe members behind the shaman spoke angrily, "Princess, let us go avenge Man La and the others! These people are simply too outrageous."

The shaman frowned, expressing worry, "Let’s wait for Mr. Ye to arrive before saying anything, hold off for now."

"Princess, will he even come? So many days have passed, he probably already forgot us. After we avenge Man La and the others, we’ll return to the Barbarian Holy Land!" one of them said angrily.

"Man Wen, do not be impudent." Sana scolded.

The two barbarians felt boiling anger seeing Sana unwilling to avenge Man La and, picking up the Wolf Fang Club from behind, started towards the cave entrance.

"Man Wen, come back." Sana’s face turned anxious upon seeing Man Wen insistently heading outside.

A few days ago, Man La went to a dense forest three kilometers from Taihe Town to find food but encountered a group of fierce-looking thugs. Upon seeing Man La was a barbarian, they clamored to sell Man La on the black market. Sensing danger, Man La quickly escaped but was no match for many attackers, suffering serious injuries.

In recent days, this group kept harassing the cave entrance. Were it not for concern over Sana’s strength, they would have rushed in already.

"Boom!"

Two shadows suddenly flew into the cave from the entrance, and Sana looked intently, seeing it was Man Wen and the other held by arms, rushing forward to catch them.

Man Wen’s chest bones were completely shattered, lying there barely alive.

From the entrance walked five or six figures, the foremost one bore crisscrossed scars on his face, missing eyes but just one eye kept moving, looking fierce.

He swiftly surveyed the cave, eyes revealing satisfaction as he greedily looked at Sana and them.

"Ning Ke did well this time, give you an extra share when dividing later." Scar Dragon spoke to a meek and subservient person behind.

"Thank you, Brother Long!" Ning Ke said excitedly, face alight with joy.

Scar Dragon, the nickname of the scar-faced man, was a notorious bandit around Taihe Town, specializing in stealing, coercion, and forced selling. His cultivation reached the ninth level of Golden Core, rumored to have connections with black market big figures, dedicating rare items to them.

Sana looked at the overwhelming power of the person before her, shocked, eyes filled with dread, standing calmly at the forefront.

"What do you want?" Sana said nervously.

"Oh, didn’t expect the leader to be a woman, but this is better. Surely, the Female Barbarian Tribe is more popular! Haha" Scar Dragon said greedily, his smile growing broader.

"Go, capture them one by one." Scar Dragon waved towards the people behind him.

Upon hearing Scar Dragon, the people behind showed fierce expressions, grabbing weapons and advancing towards Sana and her group.

Seeing a group charging at her, Sana trembled, picked up a giant stone beside her, and hurled it at the oncoming attackers.