'No!'
'No matter what, I have to see what this festival tonight is all about! Even if it costs me my life, I have to find out the truth!'
Lin Qingfeng listened to Mr. Chen's words and raised an eyebrow.
'Isn't this just a classic reverse invitation?'
'Translate "Whatever you do, don't go look," and you get, "The main plot is right here, you idiot, come and see!"'
'How could I refuse when the plot is being served up on a silver platter?'
He glanced with great interest at the bizarre Buddha statue, then at the little girl clinging to Su Ling'er's leg.
The little girl with long hair, dressed in red, paid no heed to Mr. Chen's words. She simply tilted her head up and gave Su Ling'er a sweet smile.
"Mama."
Su Ling'er's mouth twitched. She had no idea how to respond.
'This... how am I supposed to answer that?'
...
Ultimately, Mr. Chen led the group to their lodgings deep within the village.
