The witch doctor's shoulders trembled slightly as he looked at Chi Jiao warily. "What do you want? You dare to hit someone from our village? You outsiders are too arrogant!"
"You can get lost now." Chi Jiao was too lazy to talk so much nonsense with this old man. She said lazily, "Otherwise, you might end up like Ah Ping."
The witch doctor glanced at Ah Ping.
In his current state, even his own mother might not be able to recognize him.
Tragic.
Too tragic.
However, leaving just like that would make him look very pathetic.
He was a witch doctor.
He valued his reputation.
With that thought in mind, the witch doctor pretended to be calm as he looked at Chi Jiao. "Given your friend's situation, are you sure you don't need my help? I'll give you one last chance. If you don't let me save him, I really won't care anymore. If he dies, it won't be our village's responsibility. You guys are the ones who refused my help."
