Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

Chapter 45 The bard loses to reality

"Wendy, are you going to Mrs. Cereno's place next?" Knight Remy stood guard by the church, looking at the young Wendy with worry.

Wendy was in the narrow space between light and shadow, her back was determined, and he only left one sentence.

"Wait for me to come back!"

Wearing a cloak and holding a harp in his arms, he walked very far under the light and disappeared at the end of the street.

After he left, Shang Zhaoyue walked over and asked, "Who is Mrs. Cereno?"

Remy turned around with a sad and hateful expression, "It's our sponsor, a noble lady with a dirty heart."

Hearing her comments like this, Shangshang Zhaoyue probably knew what Mrs. Cereno was like.

But I didn’t expect that he just said it casually and it actually came true. Then this certain god shouldn’t change his label to Shibajia?

"It's not as serious as you think," Remy probably knew what she was thinking. He turned around and said helplessly, "Mrs. Cereno doesn't like to force others, so she is trying to find a way to pursue Wendy."

"At this time, either go to some concerts or let Wendy play a solo for her, and then she will give her some luxuries as a reward."

"Mrs. Cereno doesn't know that we are Guwenhild. She only knows that we will resell the luxury goods she gave us."

"That's it," Shang Zhaoyue roughly understood. Mrs. Cereno knew that there was a large group of people behind Wendy who were waiting for her money to support her, but she actually didn't know what these people were doing.

"Then what are you going to do next?" Shangshan Zhaoyue asked.

"I want to return to the law enforcement team. Recently, a man from Lawrence... took a fancy to my beauty and planned to recruit me to be his personal bodyguard. I plan to climb up the pole and rely on him to penetrate into Lawrence."

"Make those damn hyenas and borers pay!"

"Then do you have a connection with the Chamber of Commerce? I plan to become a businessman." Shangshan Zhaoyue said.

"Businessman? Do you have rare goods? But you obviously didn't bring anything with you." Remy looked at him strangely, with his bare sleeves.

"Shh!" Shang Zhaoyue put her finger on her lower lip, "Business secrets."

"Okay," Remy sighed helplessly, "come with me."

She took the lead and led the way, but when she was leaving the courtyard, she suddenly stopped him.

"Go and change some clothes," she said, staring at the exquisite satin on Zhaoyue's top. "It's so eye-catching. There is no such exquisite fabric in the entire high wall."

"Do you mean to change it to coarse cloth?"

"Tao doesn't need coarse cloth, just be like me. Those rich businessmen like to please Lawrence's guys. You will be fine if you wear bright clothes with Lawrence's emblem."

At Remi's suggestion, Shangshang Zhaoyue changed his clothes into a gorgeous suit with the Lawrence emblem. He looked extraordinary and now he looked like a nobleman with a profound background.

As for why he doesn't look like Lawrence's aristocrat, Shangshan Zhaoyue doesn't want to imitate that arrogant expression.

"Changing clothes so quickly?" Remy's eyes widened when he saw that he walked out almost as soon as he entered. His clothes were still brand new.

"This is the black magic of a foreign land," Shangshan Zhaoyue said deliberately.

"Is there black magic? Is there any black magic specifically used to change clothes?"

"That's it, let's go."

…………

Buried under the masonry city buildings, there is an alley at the end, leading to the deep and dark underground.

"This is the city's underground black market. Most of the people who can trade here are outsiders like you. Of course, the people are also very vicious, so be careful."

Remi walked at the front. She was dressed like a knight of the law enforcement team, which actually made those people with bad intentions retreat a lot.

She came to a stall with no goods on the table. There was only one person in this stall, a sickly old man. He looked very sleepy, lying on his back on the chair motionless, even if the two people stood beside him, they were still.

No response.

"Old Charles, our Guwenhilde's intelligence agent in the black market," Remy introduced, picking up the small bell next to the stall and shaking it twice.

Old Char's eyes quickly opened a crack, and before he woke up, he asked, "If you want to buy information, a piece of information requires a minimum of two kilograms of rice. There will be no bargaining."

"Old Charles, it's me," Remy kicked the legs of the chair, which completely woke up Old Charles.

"What?" He muttered, "It's Remy, girl. Are you doing well in the law enforcement team?"

"It's okay, that guy Carter has taken the bait, and I'll just wait until he can't help it anymore, and I'll take action directly," Remy briefly summarized his current situation, turned around and let Zhao Yue go.

"This is a new person brought by God's messenger. He said he wants to do business. Please help him. I still have to go on patrol."

Remy left, leaving only Lao Charles and Shang Shan Zhaoyue.

Old Charles looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, but his eyes were extremely sharp and shrewd. He looked up and down at Shan Zhaoyue, "You must have rare goods, right?"

"They don't look like Mondstadt, are they from outside?"

"I'm from Liyue," Shang Zhaoyue was not surprised that Old Charles had seen through his origin. In the land of Mondstadt, apart from those within the high walls, there were only a handful of people left alive.

I am afraid that apart from a few Lupikas who have amazing luck, the only one who is stationed around the Temple of Thousand Winds is Guwenhild.

It turns out that the information about Thousand Winds Temple was given by Kanria. After a while, we will check the progress of the tower demolition. It is also time for Shangshang Zhaoyue to set off for Kanria.

"Okay," Old Charles said, "I'm not very interested in your origin. Just tell me what you want to sell, and I can help you promote it."

"Is it just publicity? It's rare that Remy asked me to come to you."

"You're such a nuisance, kid," Old Charles glared at him, "I'll help you solve the stall problem again."

"The old man is so heroic," Shang Zhaoyue praised without hesitation with a thumbs up. The old man blew on his beard and found it helpful, "That's natural."

"But I really can't tell. Are you from Guwenhild?"

"No, I'm just a traveling businessman who was saved by Grandpa Mo Gu, in the snow surrounded by wolves," he simply said, unwilling to say more.

Shangshan Zhaoyue smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, what do you want to sell?" Old Charles asked.

"Sell it," Shangshang Zhaoyue took out a small bottle from her arms, which contained a crystal-clear liquid like liquid gemstone.

"This is..." Old Charles looked left and right, even opened the bottle and smelled it, but he still found nothing suspicious.

"The condensation of dragon bone flower can soothe the mind and help sleep, and can make people forget all worries and sorrows," Shang Zhaoyue said when introducing its effects, she smiled weirdly, which made Old Charles very uncomfortable.

"Want to give it a try? Old sir? It will solve all your worries." Shang Zhaoyue was still smiling, but Old Charles shook his head.

"No, old guy, I still want to share the worries for Master Mo Gu, but it's not yet time to risk everything for stability."

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