"The two of you, step back. I'm fine. What would drive a man to assault a widow and her orphan?" The white-haired elder struggled to his feet, holding his aching back, trying to appear calm but couldn't help yelping in pain, "It's just that I've got a herniated disc, which is a bit too much to handle."
"I'm so sorry, so so sorry!! Elder tribal chief, it's my lack of discipline. You've taken such good care of our family, and yet my child has lashed out at you." The woman apologized profusely, tears streaming down her face as she hugged Little Turnip Head, bowing repeatedly to the white-haired elder.
I could only use the Binding Curse to temporarily immobilize the zombies.
To prevent them from attacking me and Xiao Shenshen.
Each of these zombies still retained their Living Souls within them.
Thinking about those I had just burned, I reckoned I had thoroughly offended everyone in the stronghold; I didn't dare set anything else on fire.
