Chapter 335: Marketplace

ck at us for sure."Thinking about this, he felt not the slightest relaxation but instead became even more tense."Big...big...everyone sit...sit."Under intense pressure, Zhao Haiyang became a little in..."I don't care, anyway I want to be your disciple, I want to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine from you. At most, I'll start by learning Chinese first."

On this issue, Alice was extremely stubborn. "My learning ability is very strong, I am proficient in four languages, and I believe I can learn Chinese very well soon. Then I will go to you to learn Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Ye Bufan was pestered by her, with no way out, he could only say helplessly: "Well then, you learn Chinese first. When you can answer my questions, we'll talk."

"You said so, don't go back on your word later."

Alice finished speaking and followed the guard captain away, distributing medicine to the surrounding tribe members. She wanted to further observe the efficacy of the Fuzheng Qiexi Dan and make a detailed record of it.

After I return to the World Medical Association, I will introduce Traditional Chinese Medicine to renowned doctors from all over the world and let them know about the wonder of TCM.

After the medical matter was resolved, Jia Lin led the others away. The small courtyard returned to its peaceful quiet.

Before Ye Bufan and the others could finish breakfast, Henry appeared at the door with several bodyguards.

"Master Ye, you are truly amazing."

Henry gave a thumbs up.

Ye Bufan saved people in such a short time, and even became the chief shaman of the Zumar tribe. This earned him heartfelt admiration.

"By the way, there's something I wanted to ask you."

Ye Bufan let him into the room and said, "I need to return to China as soon as possible. Is there any way I can avoid becoming this Grand Sorcerer"

"There's no way." Henry shook his head. "In the Zumar tribe, the chieftain is like our administrator, and the High Shaman is the supreme spiritual leader."

He Shuangshuang said, "What if we sneak away from here"

Henry said, "This is difficult. Generally, high wizards can move freely within their tribes, but if they want to leave, someone will inevitably follow them."

Even if you could sneak away from here, once the tribe discovered the Great Shaman's sudden disappearance, they would believe it to be a punishment from the spirit god, and even more people would become sacrifices.

"This..."

Although Ye Bufan was eager to leave, he didn't want more people to become victims of his.

He frowned and said, "Is there no other way"

Henry said, "Master Ye, why are you in such a hurry to return to China Actually, it's not bad here."

Here, the high shaman holds supreme authority. The women of the tribe are at your disposal, and you may choose as many as you like.

Here, unlike in China, it is not a monogamous system, but a polygamous one. As the high priest, there are no restrictions whatsoever, and many women from within the tribe are willing to dedicate themselves to you.

And as a great shaman, he enjoyed the offerings of the entire tribe and had endless money.

Such a good position, I wonder how many people envy you. For so many years, there has never been a case of a Grand Mage taking the initiative to leave.

Through several days of interaction, he became increasingly familiar with Ye Bufan. Knowing that this master, despite his divine abilities, had no airs about him, he started making jokes.

Thinking of the looks those Black women gave him, Ye Bufan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He shivered.

He glared at Henry and said, "Get serious and come up with a plan."

There are ways, you know. Find a suitable successor. As long as another wizard defeats you, they'll naturally become the new Grand Wizard, and you can step down.

"This is such a hassle, where am I supposed to find a wizard" said Ye Bufan. "Are there no other options"

Henry said, "That's not true."

"This..."

Ye Bufan frowned deeply. At the time, he had thought of such a way out of desperation in order to save people. Now that Cao Xiaowan was saved, he had trapped himself here.

There's always a way. The Zuma tribe is a large clan on the African continent, who knows maybe another warrior will come to challenge you tomorrow.

Henry said, "Master Ye, staying cooped up in the house all the time isn't a good solution. I'll take you around to see the sights and get a feel for the culture of the Zuni people."

"Well, okay then."

Ye Bufan also felt stuffy staying in this small courtyard. He took He Shuangshuang and Henry out together.

A few people strolled around outside for a bit, and finally arrived at a tremendously large marketplace.

Compared to the e-commerce dominated China, the market here appears incredibly bustling. Residents bring a wide variety of goods to sell here.

Some things he had seen before, some he hadn't. Ye Bufan walked around and bought some medicinal herbs that were rare in China.

At this moment, he saw a crowd gathered ahead. In the center of the crowd stood a platform over a meter high, with thirty or forty people tied up on it.

These people are a mix of men and women, the vast majority are black-skinned, occasionally there are yellow and white people. Despair shows in their eyes, each person has a special straw stuck into them.

In front of the platform, a tall black man was energetically hawking, from his broken English one could tell that he seemed to be selling the people on the platform.

Ye Bufan asked Henry, "What's going on How is there still human trafficking"

“That's common,” Henry said. “There are no laws here, so nobody cares about this sort of thing.”

Many tribes exist on the African continent, and conflicts and wars frequently arise between them. Defeated captives are often treated as commodities and sold.

"What about those white people and yellow people"

Henry said, “They all came from outside. For some people, selling enemies to this part of Africa is even more satisfying than killing them, that's how they got here.”

It's true, no matter who sells to the African continent, especially those women, it's worse than death.

He shook his head, "But what can we do about it Some things are just beyond our control."

Ye Bufan also knew that in this state of near-primitive life, such a situation was inevitable.

However, as a modern civilized person, he was very repulsed by this kind of thing. He glanced at the stage a few times and was about to leave.

Suddenly he stopped, his eyes falling on a woman lying on a straw mat.

She was an Eastern woman with fair, smooth skin and a voluptuous figure. Even lying down, the size of her breasts was remarkable.

And she was tall with long, straight legs. Her clothes were a little tattered, occasionally revealing her pale skin, which made one's imagination run wild.

Such a beautiful woman had a long scar on each side of her cheeks, which was heart-wrenching to see.

It is obvious that she was once a stunning beauty, but now her appearance has been marred.

Ye Bufan could tell that this woman was previously a martial artist, and her cultivation wasn't weak. From the calluses between her index finger and middle finger, it was clear that she was a master swordsman.

He is now broken at the dantian and his tendons are severed, leaving him completely disabled. He can't even sit up.

I really don't know who could be so cruel, not only ruining her appearance and destroying her cultivation, but also selling her to Africa.

If nothing goes wrong, this woman will inevitably be bought back by some native here and become a plaything.

At this moment, she lay on the straw mat, her eyes wide open but utterly vacant, looking no different from a corpse. countless people.To be scolded like this and slapped twice in public.But to everyone's surprise, she didn't retort at all. Instead, she took a deep breath and looked down at the ball on the ground.At...