The daughter of the Caidai Witch had a heart condition. The last time Lin An heard about such an ailment was with Zhou Xiaoxiao's father.
It was said that once Witch Shasha took action, the long-standing illness recovered overnight.
It was like a miracle.
However, when it came to the daughter of the Caidai Witch, it wasn't so easy.
Chen Shuyun led everyone to the yoga studio, where Shasha had already been waiting. This witch, who liked wearing denim shorts, sported flamboyantly patterned tattoos, which were said to be a combination of ancient tattoo craftsmanship and witchcraft.
The Caidai Witch carefully placed the girl on her back onto the long bench used for resting in the yoga studio, glanced at Lin An, then at Shasha, and slowly backed away two steps, staring at his daughter with nervousness.
Shasha, with a lollipop in her mouth, stepped forward, extended a hand, and slowly pressed it onto the girl's stomach. Her palm faintly glowed with a white light.
