Liu Sisi, who was also holding binoculars, excitedly patted Ye Feng.

Ye Feng quickly glanced to the side, realizing he hadn't even noticed before.

About ten meters to the left of those people, a woman covered in blood, disheveled and filthy, was staring intently at them with wide eyes.

She was tied to a tree with a rope, and her mouth was gagged with a cloth.

The dried bloodstains almost covered her facial features, but they couldn't hide the hatred in her eyes.

Ye Feng was slightly taken aback. The black girl's clothes were almost exactly the same as Salla's from the first time.

As if realizing something, he quickly handed the binoculars to Salla, who was standing next to him.

"Look, do you know that girl? And what ethnicity are these people from?"

Salra took the binoculars with a puzzled look, touching and examining the strange-looking thing, before turning to Ye Feng with an embarrassed expression.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Ye Feng suddenly forgot that Salla had grown up in the jungle since she was a child and had never used a telescope before; she probably had never even seen one.

"Just look here."

He gave Salla a brief lesson, and she learned it.

When Salla saw the person suddenly appear in front of her from dozens of meters away, she was so startled that she tilted her head back and cried out.

"Eh!..."

At that sound, the natives below immediately looked up.

Ye Feng didn't expect Salla to react this way. Fortunately, the spot he chose was a relatively dense foliage area with plenty of green leaves for cover.

The natives just stared blankly, without any other reaction.

"Why do all women in the world scream when they encounter trouble?"

Just as Ye Feng was mentally complaining, the two modern-day natives sitting in front of the fire suddenly stood up, bows in hand. They seemed about to come over to investigate…

"broken."

Ye Feng didn't want to confront them head-on right now; there were 22 people and seven bows.

The Shur'a people are brave and skilled in battle, fierce and violent, and also adept at archery. The jungle is still their home ground.

If a real fight breaks out, even if we win, there will likely be casualties.

"Hey bro, what do we do? Should we just do it?"

Zhan Pengwu had already nocked his arrow and was eager to try.

"no."

Ye Feng decisively shook his head in refusal, then pouted, pinched his lips with two fingers, and made a high-pitched squeaking sound like a mouse pointing downwards.

"Squeak! Squeak!..."

Sure enough, after hearing this sound, the people below resumed their conversation.

With the crisis averted, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Feng didn't blame Salla, but gently admonished her:

"Salara, we are all divine artifacts, so please don't scream when you see anything in the future, okay?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, sir, I understand, I'm very sorry."

After saying that, Ye Feng gestured for Salla to continue looking through the binoculars.

Liu Sisi, standing to the side, glanced at Ye Feng with a mischievous grin and teased him, saying:

"Brother Feng, you're much more tolerant of Salla than I am!"

Before Ye Feng could reply, Qi Xiaoyan chimed in sarcastically:

"Yeah, when Sisi screamed back then, you almost wanted to hit her."

"Go! Go! Go."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at the two women.

"You're educated, how can you act like primitive people? They don't even..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Salra's body was trembling and her jaw was clenched.

His excited expression resembled both anger and joyful excitement.

Fearing she might make another move, Ye Feng quickly pressed down on her shoulders and asked softly:

"Salla, what's wrong? You know all these people, right?"

Salra slowly lowered the binoculars, revealing eyes that were red and brimming with tears.

Her voice trembled as she looked at Ye Feng with pleading eyes…

"My lord, please, save Lia..."

"Lia?"

Ye Feng's first thought was of the girl who was tied up below.

Everyone looked over at the same time.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the girl's clothing did indeed resemble Salla's.

It's obvious that she and Salra are of the same race.

Ye Feng patted her back and gently comforted her:

"Don't get agitated. Tell me what happened. I'll definitely help if I can."

Salla then took a breath, swallowed back her tears, and began to recount her story…

"There were five of us who escaped together, and Liya was one of them."

When we were being chased by those demons, we passed a cliff and Lia accidentally fell off.

I intended to go find her, but those demons kept chasing me, so I had to escape first.

At this point, Salla revealed a hint of delighted smile.

"I thought she was dead. I never expected that she could survive at such a high place."

Hehe... My lord, you truly are the guardian deity of our Baijia tribe.

"It must be because you used your divine power to protect her, right? It's so wonderful to have met you; please, you must save her!"

Salla blinked her big eyes, so excited that she grabbed Ye Feng's hand, her eyes filled with longing.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows awkwardly, feeling utterly speechless.

If I really had that ability, would I have been chased to the point of running away by those mercenaries?

However, Ye Feng knew that the explanation was futile, and he was too lazy to explain it.

"So, according to you, these people are all from the Shur'a tribe. Do you know those two men in camouflage?"

"Um!"

Upon hearing this, Salla nodded emphatically, his expression turning cold as he glared fiercely at the two people below.

"When I was imprisoned, that bearded devil brought me food."

The other person with long hair was the one who arrested us.

Later I learned that they specialized in capturing and killing women for some Shuar demons.

The purpose was to exchange them for green paper, as well as some household tools and weapons.

"Green paper?"

Ye Feng frowned, looking puzzled, and didn't react immediately.

Liu Sisi, who was standing nearby, whispered a reminder:

"It should be US dollars... Many of the indigenous people living on the outskirts of the Amazon use US dollars to shop."

"Oh~"

Ye Feng suddenly realized that there was a cultural gap, which made communication difficult, and sometimes he couldn't understand anything at all.

Ye Feng was initially hesitant because he didn't like to harm innocent people.

After all, these natives had no grudge against him, and no matter how cruel they were, it was just the law of the jungle.

The saying "If you fall behind, you will be bullied" applies everywhere in the world.

But then he thought, Salra is his friend, and he might have to rely on her people to reach the end in the future.

Moreover, those two dressed Shuar people might have what he wanted on them.

Then I absolutely have to help.