Facing the thousand or so young Witch Clan children staring at him wide-eyed with curiosity, Wu Chu casually waved his hand. Leaves flew from his sleeve, transforming into attendants as they landed on the ground. "Take these little ones to the dormitories and get them settled first."
He spoke to the attendants first, then said to the young Witch Clan children, "Rise and dance at the morning cockcrow tomorrow, then report here. Anyone who is late will be sent straight back to their tribe."
Just as the young Witch Clan children were being escorted to the dormitories by the attendants, the Little Beast emerged from seclusion and hurried over excitedly.
"Teacher, Teacher, count me in. I want to study too."
Wu Chu smiled. "What do you want to learn? You have been by our side all these years, and I have already taught you everything I could. Though it was not systematic, all you need to do is ponder and organize it carefully."
The Little Beast shook his head. "Trade, the study of trade. I want to learn that. I went to Sister Houtu's tribe to observe before, and I found their trade far too crude. In fact, when we traded those formations and the Star-Fixing Technique, that was crude too. The value of those precious materials was not equal—some were worth more, some less. That does not conform to the rules of trade..."
The study of trade?
Wu Chu paused, then laughed. "That is a very broad discipline! But with your intelligence, if you delve deeply into this Dao, perhaps one day I can hand over my title as the God of Wealth among the Witch Clan to you."
Wu Chu was only half-versed in economics. After coming to the Primordial World, he had never continued to delve into