In order to protect his reputation, Old Sa lied and said that those people's souls were taken away by the gods because they had offended them and no one could save them.
Everyone believed his words. No one doubted him.
Now that Bai Di had exposed the truth with a few words, the old shaman flew into a rage out of humiliation. "You're slandering me! I won't lower myself to your level. I want to go back now!"
He endured the pain and got up. He turned and walked out.
Shuang Yun took a step forward and blocked the door. "She's not cured yet. Don't even think about leaving."
The old shaman's face was red with anger, and his entire body was trembling. "I'm a shaman. You'll get retribution for treating me like this!"
"Then let retribution come quickly. Let me see what you're capable of."
Shuang Yun crossed his arms over his chest, looking cold and distant.