As more and more people filled the trading grounds, the little incident that morning was soon forgotten.
At noon, the clanging of gongs and beating of drums came from directly in front of their tent. The drums sounded three rhythmic beats, as though giving some sort of signal. Little Minghui craned her neck for ages, but all she saw were the tall beastfolk blocking her view.
"Little Witch, the show's about to start. Want to go watch?"
"What show?"
Dongfang Minghui's heart stirred with excitement, but only for a moment. She no longer held out much hope for anything Karu said.
Thinking of those humans, Karu suddenly felt it would be rather cruel to take the Little Witch there. After spending so long together, he had almost forgotten that this little girl was human too. He hesitated for a moment. "It's really just a show to liven things up. If you don't want to go, Little Witch, resting in the tent would be just as nice."
Something fishy was going on!
She could hardly claim to know Karu inside out, but his two completely different attitudes caught her attention instead. Little Minghui tugged at Qian Wanyu's hem. "Seventh Sister, I want to go have some fun. Come take a look with me."
"All right."
"Hey, there really isn't much fun to be had there. If you want to have fun, why don't we look around the Dwarffolk's territory? Do you know about the Dwarffolk? They're only about as tall as you, with great big noses. If you see them, whatever you do, don't call them ugly, or they'll fight you to the death." Remembering how Qian Wanyu could lash out with her whip over a single disagreement, Karu tried to steer them elsewhere in a roundabout way. He feared they