The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Two days later,

Liyue Harbor's Yujing Terrace was surrounded by layers of Liyue people. Some of them were the most common and savvy vendors in the streets, some were energetic students, some were fishermen or sailors with traces of wind and sun, some were farmers in simple clothes, and young masters of noble families in gorgeous clothes...

They stood silently, gathered together, and were indistinguishable from each other.

The Qianyan Army maintained order on the side to avoid accidents caused by the gathering of people.

The scene was very quiet. Even if there were three or two noisy people, they would be frozen and kept silent after being swept by the eyes of most silent people.

It is worth mentioning that most of the people waiting at Yujing Terrace were Liyue people, and most of the silent people were also Liyue people. Among the noisy people, if they were Liyue people, they would quickly understand from the eyes of the silent people, quickly restrain the noise, and solemnly integrate into the silent people - as if they were assimilated.

The noisy foreigners were swept by these hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of eyes. The huge pressure made them stand still, sweating coldly, and their hearts trembling. They couldn't help but wonder if Liyue had encountered some kind of horror or strange pollution, or if the demon god was not dead as the General Affairs Department said some time ago...

And wonder if they were going to die today.

It wasn't until Qianyanjun came over and patiently explained some reasons that they didn't understand, and helped them to rest aside, that these foreigners gradually came to their senses.

Then they looked at each other and whispered to each other, only to find that neither of them understood Qianyanjun's explanation. What did "the disaster has passed, but everyone didn't see the emperor, so they are a little worried" mean?

Relying on one's own strength to solve the difficulties without bothering their own gods, isn't this something to be proud of? Why do the people of Liyue look so heavy?

Could it be that they are starting to worry about the safety of the gods in turn?

But how could the gods get into trouble?

Incomprehensible.

These foreigners exchanged ideas for a while, and finally praised the Liyue Seven Stars for their thoughtful consideration, and prepared a special rest area for these foreigners, and even provided tea.

It’s just that the tea called "sedative soup" is a bit bitter. I hope it can be improved next time. After all, they were not really scared, really.

In a teahouse near Yujingtai,

Zhongli came to the seat that Dartalia had reserved early, and saw the Fatui executive looking at the silent Liyue people below with emotion.

"Mr. Zhongli."

Dartalia heard the footsteps, turned around and smiled, and bowed.

"Mr. [Young Master], you are welcome."

Zhongli smiled in return, and the two exchanged a few pleasantries and sat down at the same time.

The teahouse waiter was very discerning and served tea and snacks to the two.

Dartalia took the teapot naturally, and poured tea for Zhongli even more naturally, and then himself. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down and looked at the Liyue people who were waiting silently on the street. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's terrible. This is the first time I have seen the people of a country with such strong cohesion."

"Disasters always make people grow, it's not surprising." Zhongli also cast his eyes, his golden eyes flickered slightly, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Yes, disasters always make people grow."

Daddalia agreed, and then sighed: "Mr. Zhongli, you don't know that the Fatui's life in Liyue has become more and more difficult recently-my colleague has screwed me over."

It just so happened that after Dotole finished his work, he disappeared silently without leaving him any information. When he finally realized what had happened, the Seven Stars came in aggressively and began to settle accounts with the Fatui.

It looked like they were waiting for the Fatui to "unbear the humiliation" and break with Liyue.

But it just so happened that the evidence these people produced was true, and the demands they put forward were also very reasonable, but their attitude was a bit arrogant and irritating.

Tartaglia suppressed his anger and decided to deal with these new and old accounts that were indeed true before turning against Liyue. If Liyue fabricated some non-existent things to make trouble, it would be even better - he could just flip the table.

As a result, inexplicably, as he dealt with things one by one, the expression of the Liyue representative gradually changed. First, he was arrogant and arrogant, then he sneered as he watched him deal with it, and then his eyes gradually became blank and a little weird, with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

In the end, the attitude of the Liyue representative turned 180 degrees, his expression was gentle and his smile was kind, and he also apologized in a low voice when no one was around, asking him not to care about his previous attitude.

Maybe he was convinced by his personality charm... Tartaglia thought so.

In any case, since the other party had given in, there was no need for him to hold on to it. What's more, the Liyue representative was just an ordinary person, and there was really no point in bullying the weak.

Zhongli glanced at him, with a strange expression for a moment.

This "Young Master" and "Doctor" are both executives of the Fatui, but apart from being obsessed with fighting and challenging the strong, he actually seems to be somewhat "simple" or has a somewhat "innocent heart".

He has a clear sense of right and wrong, and is very decisive in dealing with problems. If he is right, he will pursue the victory, and if he is wrong, he will sincerely admit his mistakes. Like a sharp long knife, he can cut through the tediousness with just three or two strokes, and get the relationship between Zhidong and Liyue back on track.

But he himself is still unaware of it.

"There is a proverb in Tianfeng's hometown, called [A blessing in disguise]. The general meaning is that fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and temporary troubles may be a sign of a smooth road in the future."

Zhongli said in a gentle voice: "Mr. [Young Master], don't worry, this may be the joy of the future, conveying a message to you now."

"I hope so."

Dartalia sighed again.

Dotole disappeared, but before he disappeared, he also wasted the plan he had thought about for a long time and finally came up with... How should he find the Rock King now?

Is he really going to try his luck at the invitation ceremony?

On the other side,

While the people of Liyue were waiting for the ceremony of inviting the immortals to begin, a luxurious funeral that would normally attract many onlookers also began.

The funeral procession of the Hall of Rebirth moved along the streets that the Qianyan Army had cleared in advance and maintained order. Starting from the Hall of Rebirth, passing through several streets that were either prosperous or peaceful in the past, leaving from the north gate of Liyue Harbor and heading towards somewhere in Tianheng Mountain.

Chen Tianfeng was floating on the coffin, and felt very strange about the experience of burying himself.

Ye Lan was wearing a white dress and walked in the procession with a calm expression.

The funeral procession left the city gate and walked to the official road. The pedestrians on both sides of the road stopped tacitly to make way for this special team.

"Wow, what a grand treatment. The person who died must have an extraordinary identity!"

Paimon stood by the road and whispered in Ying's ear.

Someone seemed to be looking at her just now... There was someone in the team who looked familiar, and she didn't know where she had seen him before... Ying frowned slightly, looking at the funeral procession that was gradually moving away, with doubts in her heart.

"But it has nothing to do with us."

Paimon retracted his gaze and pointed to the prosperous port city that was clearly visible in front of him, with a smile in his big eyes: "Look! This is Liyue Port! The most prosperous commercial port in Teyvat!"

"So beautiful."

Ying suppressed his doubts and looked in the direction of the little mascot's finger, with admiration in his eyes.

"Paimon thinks so too! Oh, by the way! The invitation ceremony is today! I heard it's in Yujingtai, let's go, Ying!"

"Does Paimon know how to get to Yujingtai?"

"... Well, Paimon can go and ask!"