Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

Early the next morning, when Yu Yuchang came to visit Kanexiong, Gui Mu dared to convey the matter to him.

Nanke and Guobeng were both primary school students sitting at the table with their heads bowed and their knees down.

Last night, Yu Yuzhang was in the workshop before he came.

If they didn't fight on the way and got there in time, they might be able to prevent the workshop from being robbed.

Yu Yuzhang was silent for a while before asking: "What was lost?"

"Knife." After a long while, Nanke squeezed out a sound.

In his spare time, he was always forging the knife.

"It seems that there are indeed rats causing trouble when treading the sand," Yu Yuchang pursed his lips, "It's nothing, it's just a knife. It's important to find out the villain behind it. I will go to Niyu to see the scene later, you don't have to blame yourself. ."

"Master Yuyu..." Seeing that he was about to leave after finishing his words, Nanke couldn't help but raise his head and shout.

"Huh?" Yu Yuzhang was turning around.

She clutched the hem of her clothes, unable to speak, and buried her head back for a long time.

Guobeng was right, there was nothing she could do.

There is no way to even make up for one's own mistakes.

"There would be someone who made a special trip to steal an unforged sword." When Gosho walked away, Kaneohe leaned on the bedside and sighed.

"This is not an ordinary sword," Katsuragi said with an angry look on his face, as if what was stolen was his treasure. "Master Yuyu has worked hard to recast Miss Chiyo's favorite sword, and it is about to be completed... The criminal must have committed the crime based on this. Yes, it’s really hateful!”

"Miss Chiyo?" Nanke asked.

"Yes……"

"It's my mother."

Guimu was startled, looked back at the door, and stammered: "Master Yu, Yu Yu! Why are you back?"

"It doesn't matter, this is not a secret in Inazuma." Yu Yuzhang was looking at Nanke, "I almost forgot to tell you, Nanke, the freighter is expected to arrive in the afternoon, so it's almost time to pack up."

Nanke squatted in front of the stove, mechanically throwing firewood in it.

in the afternoon.

It turned out that two days went so quickly.

Are you leaving now?

She doesn't want to leave yet...

"Confused, stupid woman." Nanke was suddenly hit on the head by something.

The fire in the stove was fierce. She came to her senses, pulled out a piece of firewood in her hand, and raised her head angrily: "Just remind me, why are you knocking me!"

Guobeng dexterously turned the rice shovel in his hand and turned over the ingredients in the wok: "You don't belong to Tatasha. Instead of using your useless brain to think about these problems, you might as well concentrate and finish the work. Hurry up and pack your bags.”

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Nanke looked into his cold purple eyes suspiciously.

He chuckled and said in a long tone: "It's just written on your face."

Nanke puffed up his cheeks and stuffed the burning firewood back.

Before the food really burned, Guobeng started cooking.

As Niwa's adjutant, Kaneo wears many hats, and his first task is to take care of the food and daily life of Niwa and others.

Now that Kaneo has fallen, someone will naturally take over the cooking task.

Nanke looked at the dishes on the table, and at Guobeng, who was skillfully stirring the pot.

"Why are you looking so weird?" The shovel paused and tapped the side of the pot impatiently.

Nanke pinched the corners of his lips and asked, "Is it weird?"

Is it just a loving mother’s smile?

Although he is not her eldest son.

Guobeng snorted lightly, looking cold and too lazy to respond.

"Kunibeng, you said that I would discuss it with Lord Niwa and leave in two days, would he agree?" Nanko looked at the stove fire with his chin on his head and said to himself, "Kaneo is still injured, and the flu is still so serious. With Master Yu Yu’s sword...there are so many things, there must be one or two things I can help with, right?”

The flame seedlings gathered into two beams of light in her black and white eyes, swaying and glowing.

"No."

The tone was too cold, and Nanke couldn't help but follow the sound and look at Guobeng.

She didn't expect Guobeng to respond to her thoughts.

So now, the deep coldness on that beautiful face made her stunned.

"Leave today," Guobeng emphasized, word by word, "We must leave today."

"why?"

"storm."

Guobeng stared straight at the wall in front of him, a sharp emotion in his eyes surging with restraint like a tide in his voice.

It was as if he was already in a torrential rainstorm.