Great Prophet Sun Mo
After Hui Yan reached home and took a few sips of water, his irascible emotions calmed down.
He had been too rash. Even if those maggots were unintentionally caused by Sun Mo, he should have ordered for them to be burned.
After all, Sun Mo was someone who had managed to comprehend witchcraft.
"It's just some maggots. So what if they're burned? They can't possibly be useful, could they?"
Hui Yan consoled himself.
Maggots manifested after corpses started to rot. Moreover, in a few days, they'd become a kind of bug that could fly, laying eggs everywhere. By then, the tribe would become so dirty that it'd be impossible to live in.
"Sigh, if only the children in the tribe can hurry up and learn witchcraft."
Hui Yan's head was aching.