The witch doctor gasped in pain and couldn't even speak.
The villagers looked at him in disappointment. No one was willing to speak up for him.
The village chief finally came back to his senses and took a step forward. He said to Chi Jiao, "Little girl, your grudge with the witch doctor has nothing to do with the Deity Stone. Please return the stone. Our village really can't do without it."
He could tell that even if this young woman was not a messenger of the Evil Deity, she wasn't someone to be trifled with.
It was best to be polite to her.
"I'm sorry, I can't return the Deity Stone to you," Chi Jiao said as she removed her feet from the witch doctor. She took out a document from her pocket and placed it in front of the village chief. "I'm from the 117 Special Forces. I came to your village to investigate. As Chinese citizens, you have the duty to cooperate with our investigation."
