"Got it." Qiao Qiqi sterilized the silver needles and prepared to insert them into Manman's acupuncture points.
"Jili gulu, jili gulu..."
Before Qiao Qiqi could start, a spear stopped her.
Qiao Qiqi, "..."
"Explain to them, you should know about acupuncture! I don't want to waste time." Qiao Qiqi was somewhat impatient.
Laji did know about acupuncture, after all, she had been outside for a while. So she negotiated with the shaman, who then had the people back off, although his eyes remained fixed on Manman.
Because everyone in the tribe believed that Manman was the chosen one, she absolutely could not be harmed.
Rong Yun was fuming on the side; he really wanted to take his sister away from this godforsaken place as soon as possible. But seeing the little girl who was sick and near death, he knew they really should save her.
Qiao Qiqi quickly inserted the needles into Manman, and before long, Manman was turned into a little porcupine.
