Her eyes were as sharp as blades, and wherever her gaze went, people shook their heads, fearing that this Little Evil Star would bring them bad luck.
"No one admits it?" she said with a smirk, extending her finger, "It doesn't matter, this person who dares to act but not own up, this person who serves as a traitor to the Mountain God, is... you!"
Everyone followed the direction of her pointing finger and found that she was pointing straight at someone.
The village head of this small mountain village.
The old man's face trembled and he clasped his hands together, exclaiming: "Immortal, it's not me, it's not me!"
Ning Xiaoxian bit her lip, both amused and annoyed: "I know it's not you. Move aside a little."
The village head quickly took a step to the side, revealing a person behind him, crouching and bowing his head. Under the firelight, everyone saw clearly.
It was the shopkeeper of that inn.
