Genshin Impact, it's you who rejected me, why are you all in such a hurry if I just give up?

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Or rather.

Did they arrive here after silently dealing with those people?

"You all look great!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the figure and was immediately horrified.

He was a young man with brown hair, blue eyes, and wearing a close-fitting gray-white long coat.

The eleventh executive officer of the Fools, "Young Master"!

"Young Master, this is Liyue, not Winterfall! Trespassing is a serious crime!"

"A serious crime?"

Tartaglia laughed and said, "I'm a wanted criminal in Liyue now, why would I be afraid of adding another crime to my list?"

These merchants then suddenly remembered that the Fatui Enforcer in front of them had become a wanted criminal in Liyue for releasing the "Whirlpool Demon" and leading the Fatui to wreak havoc in Liyue and even break into the "Golden House" on the night the "Whirlpool Demon" appeared.

The name of the tree that represents human shadow.

The moment I realized this.

These merchants suddenly remembered something else.

They used to be unafraid of the Fools' Enforcers because Morax gave them ample confidence.

They understood that the Fatui would never dare to risk angering Morax by committing atrocities and killing indiscriminately in Liyue.

But Morax is dead now!

Even after Morax's death, these Fatui Enforcers dared to release the "Vortex Demon God" and brazenly break into the "Golden House." They even remained at large after doing all this and even appeared in Liyue!

Upon realizing this, the merchants felt a chill run down their spines, and for the first time, they felt a deep longing for Morax.

When they learned of Morax's death, they were actually quite happy.

After all, with Morax around, even if they have many ways to make money, they don't dare to act too recklessly. They can only look for loopholes in the law and oppress others in a "fair" manner, following the principle of "fairness".

But after Morax died, they had fewer scruples.

But now, when the young master arrived, they realized that without Morax, their lives seemed to be insecure.

"Young master, what brings you here so late at night?"

One of the businessmen mustered his courage and said, "We have no grudges against each other. At most, we have some trivial frictions in business matters. You can't possibly be here to kill us on purpose, can you?"

"It's natural."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to cause you trouble. On the contrary, I'm here to seek cooperation."

"cooperate?"

"Didn't you want to deal with your new 'Emperor'?"

"Perfect timing. I'm looking for something right now and I'd love to ask him where it is, but I definitely won't find it through normal means."

"so..."

D'Artagnan smiled and shrugged: "We're friends now."

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Heyu Teahouse.

Lin Jiu'an was sitting with Grandpa Zhongli in the window seat.

One is watching the play, the other is looking at the sea.

Human joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, are not shared by all; I only find their noise bothersome.

Despite the age difference of several thousand years, Lin Jiu'an felt that there was a generation gap between him and Zhongli. At this moment, he didn't know whether he should miss the tea master or Rosalin, who liked to chat with him.

Lin Jiu'an quite likes his current leisurely life.

I had breakfast with Gan Yu this morning.

At noon, Ningguang was "tortured".

I'll have dinner with Gan Yu again tonight.

When you return to Qunyu Pavilion to rest, you could consider scaring Ningguang again to keep her in a state of fear.

Come to Heyu Tea House for a cup of tea and a story when you have some free time.

While my fondness for tea played a part, the main reason was simply the sheer pleasure of getting something for free.

You don't need to pay out of your own pocket; Zhongli will treat you.

All work matters were left to Ningguang and Yanfei.

All I have to do is occasionally check their work progress, and I don't need to do anything else. When I'm in a good mood, I can go to the prison and kill two people; when I'm in a bad mood, I can go to the prison and kill two people. Anyway, the prison is overcrowded now, so I can't kill them all.

This is the wonderful life he has always dreamed of.

Lin Jiu'an glanced at Zhong Li, and he really didn't understand why Zhong Li didn't want to be the emperor.

He's like this now, giving a general direction and leaving everything else to his subordinates.

We believe in Huang-Lao's philosophy of "governing by non-action".

You handle the business, I'll enjoy the life.

How good.

Just as Lin Jiu'an was thinking about Rosalin, who had kissed him, he suddenly noticed a red figure at the door.

Lin Jiu'an perked up, but then suddenly remembered that Rosalin was only fire-attribute and not red, so he glanced at her again out of boredom.

Seeing that it was a walnut, I became more interested.

Seeing Lin Jiu'an looking at him, the furtive Hu Tao walked straight towards them.

She had just finished dinner at home and was thinking about picking up her clients when she suddenly received a "bill" from Zhong Li delivered by He Yu Tea House. Seeing that Zhong Li was treating everyone again, she suddenly remembered the matter of "two men" and decided to take a look.

Surprisingly, she actually found it!

She didn't disturb Zhongli's watch of the show, and sat next to Lin Jiu'an, looking at him with starry eyes and curiosity.

Are you a friend of Zhongli Keqing?

Lin Jiu'an felt that her 'friend' seemed to be deliberately emphasizing his tone, which was a bit strange.

Lin Jiu'an was even more puzzled by his excited expression. He didn't seem to be that handsome, did he?

Lin Jiu'an looked at Zhong Li, but Zhong Li, who usually looked at him instead, pretended not to see him and was completely focused on the play.

"That's it."

What's your relationship with him/her?

"We're friends."

Hu Tao whispered, half excited and half expectant, "Boyfriend?"

Lin Jiu'an: "?"

"normal friend."

"really?"

Seeing Hu Tao's expression of "Really? I don't believe it!", Lin Jiu'an reached out and grabbed her.

Hu Tao nimbly tried to dodge.

However, Lin Jiu'an was even faster than her; the moment she made a move, his large hand had already grabbed her cheek.

"Ouch, if you don't pinch your cheeks, they'll get saggy!"

Hu Tao protested by grabbing Lin Jiu'an's big hand, which was pinching her face, with her two small hands.

"Protests are futile."

Lin Jiu'an pinched him back and forth, and smiled, "Do you know who I am?"

"You big bad guy who made me treat everyone for so long and then pinched my cheeks and bullied me!"

"Guest Elder Zhongli, your master is being bullied! Why aren't you coming to help?"

Damn, why do I suddenly feel so guilty?

Lin Jiu'an also looked at Zhong Li.

Although he knew this was Zhongli's style, he figured it was best to pin the blame on him anyway, since Zhongli had never told him that he was using public funds from the Wangsheng Hall to treat him to tea every day.

It's unclear whether Zhongli didn't want to deal with this lively young master whom he couldn't handle, or whether he felt guilty about Lin Jiu'an's questioning gaze. In any case, he kept his eyes glued to the veteran actor on stage and took a sip of tea.

"normal friend."

Just as Lin Jiu'an was about to say something...

Gan Yu entered the teahouse and came to their table.

Lin Jiu'an picked up the letter and read it. The contents were quite simple. The businessman wanted to invite him to a banquet to discuss the "reform" and "new city" in more detail.

Lin Jiu'an couldn't help but laugh, and then pinched Hu Tao's little face.

"Since that's the case, I can't just take advantage of you so many times. How about I introduce you to some business opportunities?"

"Business?!"

Upon hearing about the business, Walnut's eyes lit up, and she no longer paid attention to the wicked hand pinching her face.

"Where is the business?! When? How many orders are there?!"

"Let me tell you, our ancestral hall is having a special event recently: buy two get one free, and the second tombstone is half price! It's a great deal!"

Then she remembered something and said seriously, "You can't lie to me!"

"Don't worry, why would I lie?"

Lin Jiu'an smiled and said, "Just wait, business will pick up tonight."

Chapter Eighteen: Assassination (6K)

"Yue Shu Pavilion".

This is a restaurant located outside Liyue City.

Calling it a restaurant is an understatement; it's more like a self-sufficient estate.

Recently, it's unclear who started this trend, but wealthy people in the city have begun to appreciate the natural, pastoral scenery, and these farmhouse-style restaurants have become popular among merchants in Liyue.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

A sleek horse-drawn carriage looked rather lonely on the road.

In the carriage.

Ningguang found herself understanding this man less and less.

Because he was holding a Chinese almanac, looking at it with great interest, and writing and drawing on it with a pen.

Is this man superstitious?

"Let's change the way we do things from now on."

Ningguang took the almanac and looked at it, becoming even more speechless.

The small print originally printed on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, which read "Suitable for: travel, cleaning, breaking ground...", was crossed out with black ink.

Below that is Lin Jiu'an's handwriting.

"Suitable for: burial, offering sacrifices, encoffining, moving the coffin, and breaking ground."

Do you want me to change your name to "宜" (suitable) every day?

"This isn't a good idea," Ningguang said in a low voice.

"Ok?"

'It has always been this way.'

Ningguang originally intended to say that.

However, seeing Lin Jiu'an looking at her sideways, Ningguang thought for a moment and decided to give up on this trivial matter.

She felt that Lin Jiu'an's "Hmm?" wasn't asking her "What's wrong with you?", but rather "Do you need some discipline?"