"Patriarch!" Some tribe members immediately cried out anxiously beside the old man.
"Quiet! This is already decided!" The old man’s accent lost its prominence. He licked his lips nervously and kept his gaze fixed on Su Ming.
He hoped that once he offered up these three women, he could satisfy Su Ming’s current state and resolve that horror that made his heart tremble in fear. If he could resolve it… then it was worth sacrificing these three women!
The three women who flew up were not old and looked to be in their twenties. They might not be incredibly beautiful, but they were still pleasant to the eyes, especially when their cheeks were flushed red and their eyes were glazed over. That appearance of theirs that made them ripe for picking was enough to make anyone tempted.
Yet the moment these three people got closer to Su Ming, he lifted his right hand swiftly and struck his chest, coughing out a huge mouthful of blood.
"Get lost!"
