Genshin Impact: The Sharpshooter of Teyvat

The sunlight shines through the streets of Chihuyan, dappling onto Ashanpo's toy stall, and the air is filled with the faint aroma of wooden toys.

Shao Yun, Ying and Paimeng rushed over and saw Ashanpo leading several apprentices busy making kites.

"Draw them carefully, don't make any mistakes."

At this time, Tartaglia, who was standing aside, looked particularly dazzling in the sun in her gray clothes.

When he saw the three approaching, he raised his lips slightly, waved his hand, and greeted them warmly: "Hello, you came at the right time. Look, Ashanpo is working hard to make kites for us. I added a little more money, and it should be completed soon."

Shao Yun's gaze moved between the busy Ashanpo and the apprentices, and then turned to Dadalia with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"How much did you spend to keep Ashanpo so busy?"

Tartaglia stretched out a finger, shook it gently, and said nonchalantly: "One million Mora, special expedited."

When Paimon heard this number, her eyes widened as if she had heard something incredible. She exclaimed, "One million Mora! Your Northland Bank is really rich."

Seeing Paimon's admiration, Tartaglia couldn't help but feel a little proud. He smiled and said, "It's okay. As a partner, this little money is nothing."

After saying that, Tartaglia turned to look at Shao Yun. Although the success rate was very low, he still decided to give it a try.

"Shao Yun, I heard that Ningguang invited you to the Jade Pavilion this morning. What did you talk about? Can you share it with me?"

Shao Yun looked at Tartaglia's expectant eyes and smiled gently, as if he had seen through his thoughts. He nodded, his voice calm and firm: "Of course, I'll tell you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Tartaglia's eyes. He didn't expect Shao Yun to agree so readily. He hurriedly asked, "What exactly does Ningguang want to discuss with you?"

Shao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile: "Ningguang said that she hopes I can rob the Northland Bank. After the success, we will split the Mora in your vault in half."

Hearing this, Tartaglia was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He patted Shao Yun on the shoulder, his laughter full of ease and relief.

"Haha, you're such a joker. How could Ningguang let you do such a thing?"

She wouldn't ask me to rob the Northland Bank, but if I robbed the Northland Bank, she could pretend not to see it!

Shao Yun looked at Tartaglia's hearty laughter, moved his hand away from his shoulder, and patted that place again.

He couldn't help laughing out loud and said meaningfully: "I really hope this is true, but it's a pity that it's not true. What a pity."

Seeing that Shao Yun was unwilling to say more, Tartaglia stopped asking. He nodded, showing his understanding: "You still like to joke, but it doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

At this moment, Paimeng blinked his curious eyes, approached Shao Yun playfully, and asked softly, "Shao Yun, why did Ningguang invite you to the Qun Yu Pavilion?"

Tartaglia was originally deep in thought, and this sudden question made him instantly alert. He quickly turned his head away and pretended not to care.

But his ears moved, like a cheetah ready to catch its prey, ready to listen carefully to every word.

Ying seemed more perceptive. She noticed the subtle changes in the air and immediately patted Paimeng's head lightly, scolding in a low voice: "Paimeng, stop talking!"

Paimon was awakened by the slap and immediately realized her slip of the tongue. She quickly covered her mouth with a regretful expression on her face and apologized repeatedly: "Ah, sorry, sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

Shao Yun looked at Paimeng's cute appearance and couldn't help but smile. He thought to himself, "Paimeng is such a great assist. He is really a gold medal assist. It's really worth raising you."

Shao Yun walked to Paimon and whispered in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll tell you secretly after Tartaglia leaves." Although his voice was small, it spread like ripples in the silent air.

Although Tartaglia tried his best to hide it, his ears caught every word like a radar.

Shao Yun's words were like a stone thrown into his calm heart, causing ripples.

He couldn't help but feel panicked, and preconceivedly thought that this was related to the Immortal Ancestor's transformation.

After all, I have searched the entire Liyue Harbor and spent so much money. If I don’t get the Heart of God in the end, a colleague will chase me and kill me!

With a mission to accomplish, I have to panic!

Tartaglia's brows were furrowed, his eyes focused on Shao Yun, as if he wanted to pry the secret of his visit to the Qun Yu Pavilion out of him.

However, at this moment, Ashanpo's voice broke the solemn atmosphere. She came in front of the crowd with several apprentices, holding seven colorful and lifelike kites in their hands.

Ashanpo's face was filled with a satisfied smile, and she gently patted one of the kites, as if showing off her craftsmanship.

"Guest, look at these kites. They are all ready according to your requirements."

Shao Yun raised his head and turned to the seven kites.

He examined them one by one, and after confirming that they were correct, he nodded, then turned to Ying and said, "Okay, it seems that our preparations are almost complete. Now the only thing left is the wild glass lily. Let's go meet up with Zhongli and see what's going on over there."

Ying nodded after hearing this, and then as if remembering something, she reminded him, "By the way, Zhongli also mentioned that there are not enough workers to arrange the funeral ceremony for the immortals. If we want to finish the work on time, he suggested that we go to the dock to hire some people."

Shao Yun was slightly startled when he heard this, but then he was relieved. He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Okay, let's go to the dock and hire someone."

Shao Yun then said to Ashanpo, "We will have to come back to get the kite later. Please take care of it for us first."

Ah Shanpo smiled and nodded, and replied: "No problem, go ahead, my dear. I will take good care of the kites for you."

……

Shao Yun took Ying and Paimon to the dock of Liyue Harbor. Tartaglia followed closely with a confident smile on his face.

Shao Yun stopped and looked back at Tartaglia, knowing that the guy had taken the bait, but he couldn't show it.

So he immediately frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"Your mission has been completed, why are you still following us?"

Tartaglia didn't care at all. He walked forward with a smile and patted Shao Yun gently on the shoulder, as if to remind him not to forget something important.

"You may not know this, but the dockworkers in Liyue Harbor are pragmatic people. They only accept cash, and sending bills to the Northland Bank is not feasible for them."

Then start emphasizing your own value.

"Besides, strictly speaking, isn't my job to be your wallet? Without me, you might run into a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Shao Yun heard this, and a gleam of thought flashed in his eyes. He looked at Tartaglia. In order to get information from me, has this guy degraded himself to this extent?

Then I'll do as you wish!

Shao Yun nodded, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "It seems that you have made sufficient preparations."

Seeing Shao Yun's change of attitude, Tartaglia was delighted and immediately struck while the iron was hot. He patted his chest and said confidently, "Of course, I have put in a lot of effort to provide you with good logistics. You can trust me."

Seeing this, Shao Yun no longer insisted. He followed Tartaglia's words and said, "You've made a good start."

When Tartaglia heard Shao Yun's words, his heart blossomed like fireworks and sparks of joy danced in his pupils.

He thought he had finally broken the barrier in Shao Yun's heart and won the trust of this King of Hell.

A smug arc appeared on the corner of Tartaglia's mouth, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

"Hahaha, hard work pays off." There was an irrepressible excitement in his voice. The pride in his heart grew like wild grass. He thought he had cleverly laid out his plan and pulled Shao Yun into his control step by step.

"I will definitely change your opinion of the Fatui."

However, Shao Yun just smiled faintly, he gently patted Tartaglia's cheek, his voice low and firm.

"Then you should play the role of wallet now!"

After hearing this, Tartaglia thought he had really gained Shao Yun's trust.

Then Tartaglia stood at attention and looked at Shao Yun firmly.

"No problem, Mr. Shao Yun, trust me!"

Little did he know that the man in front of him, who didn't like fishing, had already caught his own whale.

……

The sun shines on the sparkling sea, lighting up the dock area.

Shao Yun, Ying, Paimon and Tartaglia moved among the crowd, their eyes sweeping over the busy dock workers.

Some of them were unloading heavy cargo from huge cargo ships, while others were busy loading various goods onto the ships.

In the harbor, ships were moored neatly, and the flags on the masts fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.

After some searching, the four finally found three "workers" who seemed to be idle.

However, they are not truly idle.

These three men exuded a ruffian air, with wandering eyes, giving people the feeling of scoundrels and hooligans.

When the leader heard that Shao Yun wanted to hire them, he immediately showed a smug smile and asked for a sky-high price.

"Let us work? Sure, but we'll get one million Mora each." He said casually, as if all this was a matter of course.

Upon hearing this, Ying widened her eyes and almost jumped up in surprise.

"One million Mora! You are blackmailing me!" She pointed at the three men angrily, her face full of dissatisfaction.

The rogue leader spat on the ground disapprovingly and said nonchalantly: "Hey, little girl, you don't understand. The dock is so busy now, our time is very precious. Besides, we also heard that you are here to hold a funeral ceremony for the immortals, and the Northland Bank will pay for it. Are you still stingy with this little money?"

Seeing this, the other two scoundrels also joined in the laughter, looking like they were going to get even worse.

The three of them stood together, looking aggressive and trying to extort more money.

Tartaglia watched all this coldly, but already had a plan in mind.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, memorized the faces of the three rogues, and planned to let the debt handler take care of the three bastards later.

Then he took a deep breath and said calmly, "Okay, one million Mora is one million Mora. I'll pay."

When Tartaglia was about to take out Mora from his pocket to pay the three ruffians, Shao Yun suddenly stood in front of him, his eyes full of unquestionable determination.

These three people are simply treasures gifted to me by God. I was just worried that I would not have the chance to leak information to you! You came at the right time!

Shao Yun walked towards the three rogue leaders step by step, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he could see through the fear and greed in their hearts.

"How much did you want? One million? I'll kill you, shave off your flesh, and sell it for the price of beef. Are you worth that?"

Shao Yun's voice was low and powerful, like a cold iron hammer, hitting the gangster leader's heart heavily.

The leader looked at Shao Yun, a hint of panic in his eyes.

He thought he could make a lot of money today, but unexpectedly he met a tough guy.

He blinked, trying to hide his uneasiness, and replied: "Your companion has already agreed to our request, what else do you want to say?"

However, before he finished speaking, Shao Yun had already thrown his fist. The punch was swift and accurate, hitting the gangster leader directly in the face.

He screamed and fell on his back, his teeth splattering with blood.

"There's no brain, it's on your neck!"

Seeing this, the other two thugs rushed forward with roars, but were easily knocked down by Shao Yun's two powerful punches on the chin.

Shao Yun did not stop. He picked up the gangster leader who was still struggling on the ground, his eyes full of anger and disdain.

He said viciously: "Listen, we have money, but the money we give you is yours! If we don't give it to you, you can't rob it!"

After saying that, he punched the leader hard in the stomach, causing him to almost suffocate due to the pain.

Then, Shao Yun roared in a low voice: "One million Mora! You Liyue people should go and rob your Golden House, but I think with your mediocre skills, trying to rob the Golden House with 'additional guards' is almost like committing suicide."

His voice was full of disdain and ridicule.

Finally, Shao Yun threw the gangster leader aside like trash, and then shouted, "Get lost!"

The three thugs quickly got up from the ground and fled the scene, fearing that Shao Yun would change his mind and catch up with them.

Shao Yun raised a disdainful arc at the corner of his mouth and snorted.

"How dare you blackmail me in front of me? You are simply asking for your own death."

He turned around and glanced at Ying, Paimon and Tartaglia who were standing beside him, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "Let's go find real dock workers. These guys are just hooligans at first glance. Even if we recruit them, they are just a bunch of idlers."

Then he took Ying and Paimon to find the real dock workers.

At this moment, Tartaglia's brows slightly frowned. He just overheard Shao Yun's words, which mentioned "increasing the guards of the Golden House", and thought of the fact that "the Immortal Ancestor's Fa Tu was not found in Liyue Harbor".

These words flashed through his mind like lightning, making him realize a possibility.

"Could it be that the Immortal Ancestor's transformation is in the Golden House outside of Liyue Harbor?"

Tartaglia widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe this inference, but then he thought again: people are very likely to speak without restraint when they are angry, and looking at Shao Yun's angry expression, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

So, excluding the most unlikely outcome, this is the most likely outcome.

Shao Yun turned his head and looked at Tartaglia who was lost in thought. He couldn't help feeling a little proud. His words had attracted Tartaglia's attention, and this was exactly what he expected.

So he cleared his throat, deliberately raised his voice, pretended to be still angry, and said, "Sir, what are you dawdling about for?"

Tartaglia came to his senses and immediately followed.

"coming!"