Walking some distance away, she could hear the people behind her getting up and leaving, followed by gradually rising whispers. The God of Dreams paused her steps and looked back.
A small figure was carried on the chieftain's shoulders, laughing amidst the bustling crowd. He noticed the god's gaze, curled his pretty, large eyes, and cheerfully waved at her.
Baimeng smiled and waved back gently.
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