"Please save my child!"
The woman hesitated for a moment, wanting to rush forward, but was blocked by the followers.
"That child seems to have an infectious disease?"
"Yes, it's malaria!"
In the crowd, a few people who knew quickly stepped back two steps. Their words shocked even the follower who had just blocked her with his hand. He waved his hand in disgust, "Go away! Get away! Don't come near!"
Simon and the others frowned even more.
An infectious disease?
Although they were the Sect Hierarch and the Princes, high above, there was no way they could resist an infectious disease. If they got infected, even they would surely die!
"Don't let her come over."
Hayes spoke directly, without a trace of hesitation. What divine protection of people, when even their own lives were threatened, who cared about these followers?
