My Silly, Sweet Wife

The informant grinned and acted mysteriously, "Hehe, that’s exactly why this news is so shocking. If Zhao Wencheng wasn’t dead, the entire Taihe Town would probably be a sea of blood, but that guy happened to die. I have a senior brother who knows people from the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and according to him, even Zuo Qiuyun from Dragon and Tiger Sect had no way to deal with it, and almost died in Taihe Town."

"Zuo Qiuyun was in Taihe Town too?" Many people were extremely shocked, clearly showing that Zuo Qiuyun from Dragon and Tiger Sect had a great reputation.

The informant nodded, "So, you see, this news is shocking. Do you want to know how Zhao Wencheng died?"

"How did he die?"

Many people stared intently at the informant.

The informant lowered his voice, "As far as I know, it was someone with the surname Ye who killed him."

"Surname Ye? What’s the name?"

"People call him Mr. Ye, his real name seems to be Ye Guichen."

"Ye Guichen? Never heard of him?"

"Yeah, why is this name so unfamiliar, when did such an amazing person appear?"

"Training in the Devouring Blood Scripture, even the Sect Leader of Dragon and Tiger Sect might find it difficult to kill him, right? How did this person named Ye kill Zhao Wencheng, are you joking?"

"Joking?" The informant snorted coldly, obviously a bit angry, "What do you know, Mr. Ye’s power is sky-high, even Zuo Qiuyun admires him, and has to address him respectfully as Mr. Ye. Humph, you dare to question Mr. Ye’s abilities, you really don’t know what’s good for you."

"I just feel it’s unlikely?"

"Exactly, when did this person with the surname Ye come out of nowhere?"

"I don’t know where he came from either, but his power is absolutely unheard of." The informant sighed sincerely, "If I had the chance to meet that Mr. Ye, following him for the rest of my life would be without regret!"

Everyone sighed upon hearing this.

They had all heard about the horrors of the Devouring Blood Scripture.

If that person with the surname Ye really killed Zhao Wencheng, who practiced the Devouring Blood Scripture, then his power must be exceptionally terrifying.

Although some people were still skeptical in their hearts, they didn’t dare to speak out.

If someone of that level heard, they might not even know how they died.

"By the way, I heard there are barbarians roaming around, did you know?" someone suddenly spoke up.

"Hmm, I heard too. If anyone can catch a barbarian, they can sell for a high price of over ten thousand spirit stones on the black market, but aren’t the barbarians always in the Barbarian Tribe? Why did they suddenly appear?"

"How should I know, when I got the news, I immediately sent someone to look for them, but later got no information."

"I heard there might be barbarian auctions at this auction."

"What? There are barbarian auctions? It’s not easy to catch a live barbarian now."

"Exactly, so when people heard there were barbarians, many wanted to make a fortune, but strangely, a group went and then there was no follow-up."

"One of that group seemed to be called Scar Dragon, his skills aren’t weak, but there hasn’t been any news since."

"Could it be wrong information? There aren’t any barbarians at all?"

"I don’t know."

The few people discussed for a while and then started talking about other things.

Ye Guichen glanced at Scar Dragon.

Scar Dragon quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Ye Guichen, afraid that Ye Guichen would pursue the issue of the barbarians.

Ye Guichen didn’t expect the barbarians would become auction items.

He frowned slightly, but showed interest in the barbarian being auctioned.

Seeing Ye Guichen look away, Scar Dragon couldn’t help but secretly measure Ye Guichen.

He had also heard the conversation just now.

His heart began to suspect the person who killed Zhao Wencheng.

Could it be him?

Same surname Ye, but Scar Dragon didn’t know Ye Guichen’s exact name.

However, given Ye Guichen’s power and his connection to the barbarians, it seemed very possible.

In his heart, he became more and more respectful, feeling he must hold on tight to Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen stayed for a while longer, seeing that many people wanted to buy tickets for the auction but shook their heads upon hearing the price, cursing it as a rip-off.

The person selling the tickets saw no one buying, and couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious.

He still had several tickets on hand, if they weren’t sold quickly, he’d suffer a loss.

"Come, come, come, this is the last one, if you don’t buy now, the price will go up!" The ticket seller shook the ticket in his hand, shouting again.

Ye Guichen beckoned to him.

The person quickly came over, "How about it, a thousand spirit stones, want to buy?"

"Three hundred spirit stones," Ye Guichen said.

"What?" The ticket seller was stunned, "I say, brother, isn’t this price cut too harsh?"

"Hehe, the auction is about to start, once it starts and you don’t sell, you’ll be stuck with them. By the looks of it, you still have quite a few tickets left, right?" Ye Guichen spoke unhurriedly.

He had been observing the ticket seller earlier.

Although the seller deliberately called the price high, Ye Guichen noticed the seller was nervously reaching into his pocket, seemingly checking how many were left.

No need to guess, the ticket seller was also getting anxious.

The seller was initially stunned, then stubbornly shouted, "I say, brother, are you joking? This is the last one! Do you not know how hot this auction is? Still so many? Haha, how could it be!"

"Alright then, two hundred spirit stones. If you’re selling, I’ll buy one. If not, then forget it." Ye Guichen stood up and was about to leave.