The people on the ground looked at the man in astonishment, not knowing what was happening.
"High Priest? What's going on?" an old man with white eyebrows asked, looking bewildered.
Fu Shinan, controlling the man, replied coldly, "We don't need her anymore. All of you, step back."
"This..." The crowd was puzzled. Early that morning, they had received a notification from the High Priest that they were going to use the girl on the altar, Jasmine, and the people they had captured for a ritual to pray for blessings and save their tribe. The ceremony had just begun, why was it ending so abruptly?
"I said step back!" Fu Shinan, manipulating the man, raised her voice with a colder tone.
"Yes," the white-eyebrowed old man immediately stood up, and the others followed suit.
