The atmosphere beca tense instantly as the four n fell.
Brother Mang and the others were all on edge, feeling that a great battle was about to comnce.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hao’s expression changed, and he said, "Take back to your tribe."
"What?"
Zhi looked a bit confused, thinking he had misheard.
"Pretty boy, do you have a death wish?" Ah You asked, looking incredulous.
Qin Hao couldn’t be bothered to answer that question, simply replying coldly, "If you say one more word, I’ll kill you."
Ah You’s face turned pale with fright, and she didn’t dare speak again.
She hated her own cowardice but also understood that Qin Hao’s tone was not fake.
He really would do what he said!
Mang couldn’t help but speak up, "You can co back with us to the tribe, but you have to be tied up."
"And you must hand over the Saintess!"
Zhi added a sentence appropriately, fearing Qin Hao wouldn’t agree, and didn’t forget to supplent: "The Saintess represents the dignity of our tribe. Rest assured, we won’t harm her. Besides, the Elders have instructed that the Saintess must not be hard under any circumstances. Once she’s back in the tribe, the Clan Leader will surely save her."
Qin Hao thought for a mont, indeed, Zhi’s words were not without reason.
The poison they used did have a body-freezing effect.
But in reality, it wasn’t deadly.
As a result, Ah Sang’s bodily functions had only weakened, and she wasn’t in a life-threatening situation.
"Alright." Under the gaze of the three, Qin Hao agreed indifferently.
At this, the three of them breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Mang and Zhi simultaneously walked over, their steps slow, their actions cautious.
Qin Hao said coldly, "Bring a stretcher; your filthy hands are not worthy of touching her."
"You!"
Zhi’s face fluctuated between anger and calm.
He still wanted to touch his dream goddess.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hao didn’t give him face.
Fortunately, stretchers existed in this world.
After entering the forest, Mang returned with a stretcher in hand.
He and Zhi each lifted a side of the stretcher.
Qin Hao confird there were no chanisms before gently placing Ah Sang on the stretcher.
Thud.
The stretcher lightly hit the ground. On top, Ah Sang kept her eyes closed, her face slightly pale, seemingly in a deep sleep.
After a glance at Ah Sang, Mang turned his head, looking solemnly at Qin Hao: "Will you do it, or shall we...?"
"I’ll do it myself!"
After saying that, Qin Hao grabbed the rope Mang handed over and tied himself up.
"Your knots aren’t secure; let do it."
Zhi said worriedly.
Qin Hao said nothing, implicitly consenting.
Only then did Zhi muster the courage to tie the knot tightly, giving it a firm tug before feeling reassured.
Behind, Ah You approached, her face with a hint of resentnt: "Pretty boy, you sure are arrogant."
Mang looked regretful, "Your bravery is admirable, but ultimately, you’re just an outsider. Entering the tribe this ti, you won’t have a chance to leave."
"Is this the price of playing the hero to save the damsel in distress?" Zhi said with a mocking smile, "Too bad you’ll be dead soon, even if the Saintess lives, it has nothing to do with you."
Qin Hao didn’t bother with the three, simply closing his eyes and urging, "Hurry, I don’t want Ah Sang to suffer."
"You! So stubborn! A pair of shaless lovers!"
Ah You turned away in jealousy twisted by anger.
She feared that seeing the two of them would trigger murderous intent, leading her to do sothing foolish.
"Let’s go." Mang glanced at Qin Hao, then looked up at the sky, saying: "The Elephant King might return shortly, so we have to hurry."
With that said, he and Zhi lifted the stretcher, and Ah You held onto the rope tied to Qin Hao, leading the group away.
Though Qin Hao kept his eyes closed, he could still sense everything outside.
What surprised him was that no one bothered with the four people on the ground.
Perhaps sensing his confusion, Mang explained, "That’s our tribal rule. Anyone injured must return by themselves, without any outside help."
"Exactly because of this rule, our tribe is the strongest in the forest, even swallowing up the other two tribes!" Zhi said proudly.
Qin Hao’s mouth twitched, a chill spreading in his heart.
Turning a blind eye to the plight of fellow tribesn.
This was even harsher than fostering Gu!
This Immortal Spirit Tribe was truly barbaric.
They continued walking.
It was unclear how long.
The sky completely darkened.
The moon hung in the sky, casting its bright glow.
Qin Hao, after walking for so long, no longer closed his eyes and instead admired the scenery along the way.
He looked up at the bright moon, feeling a sense of emotion.
From the outside, this place appeared shrouded in mist, surrounded by a dangerous array.
But inside, you could see the sun and moon from the outside; this great array was truly marvelous!
While walking, Mang shouted from the front, "It’s !"
Qin Hao focused his gaze and realized they’d arrived in front of a bamboo forest.
He squinted, noticing many people hiding atop the bamboo.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Many figures leaped down from the bamboo tops, moving with incredible agility.
Upon landing, these people revealed their faces, resembling the indigenous with skin and features very similar to Mang’s.
"Brother Mang, you’ve captured the Saintess!"
So tribesn asked excitedly.
Mang nodded coldly, "We’re going in first."
"Yes!"
The onlookers scattered, climbing back up the bamboo poles.
With that, Mang led the group forward again.
Along the way, Qin Hao glanced at Mang, his gaze sowhat unfocused.
This big guy seed to hold high prestige.
Continuing forth, after about five miles, nurous huts appeared ahead, and a closer look revealed there were more than a hundred, resembling a dium-sized village.
At this mont, torches glowed on every thatched roof.
Thus, this village was quite bright.
Qin Hao noticed that beside the outermost huts stood two enormous watchtowers, at least twenty-sothing yards tall, with guards holding bows and arrows at the top.
Noticing Mang and the others approach, a few guards watching over the village walked over.
After so negotiation, Mang said, "We’ve completed the task."
The leader of the guards was a middle-aged man in his forties.
His gaze was icy cold, scrutinizing Qin Hao, then glancing at the Saintess, he said, "The Elders are in a eting. Get the people settled and then rest."
"eting so late? Is it because of the outsiders?" Zhi couldn’t help but mumble.
No one answered his question.
Under the guard leader’s urging gaze, Mang led Qin Hao into the village.
As a prisoner, Qin Hao had no status, so he was locked in a cowshed, spending the night with a few cows.
Of course, to watch over this special prisoner, Mang specially assigned two strong guards.
As for Mang, Zhi, Ah You, and the others, they took Ah Sang and left.
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