The Grandmaster Wets His Pants

"Grandmaster Chacha?" The voice on the other end of the call sounded surprised. It even sounded a little fearful.

Grandmaster Chacha was not a normal person. He was a mysterious shaman from Nanyang and could control supernatural forces. He was not a mere mortal by any means.

Grandmaster Chacha was renowned for raising child spirits and casting curses.

For normal people, they would be respectful, or even fearful, of people who wielded such supernatural power.

"Are you sure we're involving Grandmaster Chacha?" That person hesitated.

"Of course! I want that bastard dead! I hope he gets cursed so that he suffers for a few days before he dies in extreme agony!" Luo Feng said viciously.

The other person shivered.

He had witnessed how a person cursed by Grandmaster Chacha had died in indescribable pain. That scene was nothing short of a nightmare.

"Why, are you afraid?" Luo Feng mocked.