Transmigration: I, the Dragon Overlord, start by protecting my beautiful bride!

Long Aotian stammered and couldn't answer for a long time. Just as Luo Hongyan was tilting her head and staring at him, a group of people carrying loads on shoulder poles suddenly appeared in front of them.

Seeing this, the two of them quickly lowered their heads and silently brushed past each other.

"call……"

Long Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was congratulating himself on escaping a disaster, when a voice came from behind him.

"Ouch……"

Among the people carrying loads on shoulder poles behind him, an elderly man, whose carrying pole ropes had become brittle from years of wind and rain, suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Father, these things are really too heavy, you shouldn't carry them." Beside the old man was a young man.

Upon seeing the old man fall and get injured, he immediately put down the carrying pole on his shoulder and ran over anxiously.

"I'm getting old, I'm really no good anymore."

"Hey, you two, aren't you going to come and help?" The young man looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Long Aotian and Luo Hongyan.

"These are all things the clan leader wants. If they are delivered late and affect the clan leader's grand plan, be careful, or I'll have the clan leader punish you!" the young man said aggressively.

"Yes." Long Aotian hesitated for a moment, but in order not to reveal his identity, he still turned around with a stiff upper lip.

He went to the old man's side, helped him up, and then quickly bent down to straighten the fallen wooden bucket and some black balls scattered on the ground.

"Ah Gou, forget it, forget it." Someone in the group said, "Now that the carrying pole is broken, let's divide what's in this bucket and quickly transport it to the chieftain."

Upon hearing this, the boy named Agou agreed with his companion and impatiently shooed Long Aotian away.

And so, Long Aotian finally managed to escape.

They soon arrived at the location where Jiang Beichuan was being held, which appeared to be the village's former granary.

Two burly men still stood guard at the gate, holding long knives.

"Lord Shen, just you wait and see." Luo Hongyan drew her sword, about to step forward.

"Wait, wait, look at the two of them." Long Aotian and Luo Hongyan hid in the shadows.

He pointed to a burly man and the gong behind him, saying, "These men aren't pushovers either. If we can't subdue them both in an instant, the whole village will have to treat us to a feast the moment this gong sounds..."

"Then, according to your suggestion, Lord Shen, what should we do now?" Luo Hongyan felt that what he said made sense, so she silently sheathed her sword.

"This... Achoo!"

Long Aotian was about to answer when a sudden itch in his nose made him sneeze before he could finish speaking.

He subconsciously rubbed his nose with his hand, only to smell a very familiar scent on his hand.

"Who, who is where?"

Before he could even recall what the smell was, the guards outside the granary had already heard the commotion and were gradually approaching.

"Who are you two?"

Long Aotian and Luo Hongyan had nowhere to hide and were quickly discovered by the guards.

"We are..." Luo Hongyan hesitated, then turned to look at Long Aotian.

"We're here to escort that junior patrol officer from the Night Watch," Long Aotian lied without batting an eye.

"Since you're here to take someone away, whose orders did you receive? Do you have any letters?"

These two guards were very dedicated, completely different from the two outside the door.

“Yes, of course,” Long Aotian said. “I am here to escort Jiang Beichuan on the orders of Chief Inspector Lin Boguang.”

“I don’t have the letter, but I do have my waist token. What do you say?” Long Aotian pulled out his waist token with great swagger and waved it in front of the two guards.

Actually, he wasn't sure himself when he said that.

Although Lin Boguang was brought up, no one knew whether Lin Boguang would actually be of any use.

What Long Aotian was thinking now was that since Lin Boguang was connected with the Sea Market.

It's highly likely that he also knew there was a group of thieves hiding on those large ships...

The two guards exchanged a glance, then bowed and clasped their hands in greeting, saying, "So you are Inspector Lin's men. Please come with us."

The two guards immediately turned around and opened the granary door.

"please."

Long Aotian walked into the granary, and Luo Hongyan silently gave him a thumbs up.

Long Aotian was also very confident; he was a modern man from the 21st century!

Having received nine years of compulsory education and attended a university, I should be more astute than them.

Moreover, according to the plot of a time-travel drama, he should be the protagonist. Even if he had just pointed at the two people's noses and cursed them, they should have been intimidated by him and then respectfully opened the door.

Thinking this, Long Aotian was extremely smug. But his smugness didn't last long; suddenly, his shadow on the ground lengthened, and two extremely imposing figures appeared behind him…

"You two, you're probably not Lord Lin's men, are you?" Immediately afterward, Long Aotian felt a chill sweep across the back of his neck...

"Qiang!"

Luo Hongyan reacted quickly, immediately drawing her sword to parry, thus saving Long Aotian's life once again.

"What are you two doing? We are Chief Inspector Lin's men!" she shouted, pointing her knife at the two guards.

"Lin Boguang, who does he think he is?!" The two guards looked at each other, laughing smugly.

"In our clan chief's eyes, Lin Boguang is nothing but a lapdog that wags its tail!" they said. "He thinks he can take people from us? He's dreaming!"

Seeing that her identity had been exposed, Luo Hongyan did not argue anymore. Instead, she raised her sword and charged forward in one swift step!

He was a second-rank martial artist, but the two guards were also second-rank martial artists, so she couldn't resolve the battle in a short time.

"Lord Shen, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and save them!" Luo Hongyan raised her hand, her blade sweeping across to deflect the two men's attacks. The blades clashed together, producing a crisp and melodious sound.

Long Aotian also remembered the purpose of his trip. He rubbed his slightly weak legs and began to grope his way into the darkness.

Deep within the granary, Long Aotian found Jiang Beichuan covered in blood.

He was hung up by ropes by these people, his official robes were stripped off, and he had many wounds all over his body.

"S-Sir..."

"Don't speak, I'll take you home."

Long Aotian felt a pang of heartache looking at Jiang Beichuan, who was covered in injuries.

"Take him home? I'm afraid you won't have that chance, Lord Shen."

Behind her, Luo Hongyan had already fallen into a disadvantageous position. After all, she was just a woman. Although she knew some martial arts, she was still much inferior to the two of them who were both second-rank martial artists.

"Brother, this coward Shen is yours to handle," one guard said to another, while holding Luo Hongyan in custody.

“No problem,” the other guard replied confidently, twirling his knife.