As if he was not surprised by Ruo Tuo's question, Shen Qianluo held his chin and thought for a moment, then concluded: "I have many identities. Which one do you want to listen to?"

"Are there so many?" Ruo Tuo's pupils trembled in surprise. He swallowed his saliva and said seriously, "Tell me everything! Is it really as I thought...?"

Then Shen Qianluo nodded and began to list them in a calm and relaxed manner: "Okay, let me think about it... a flute player, a playful one, a frivolous one, a reliable one, a hardworking one, a member of the immortal family, one of the leaders of Liyue, one of the top demon gods in the Alliance of Gods..."

But it seems like an insincere resume that praises myself.

“…No! You know these are not what I want to know!” Ruota suddenly felt as if he had been fooled by this smooth-talking guy. He grabbed Shen Qianluo’s shoulders anxiously and angrily, and his eyes moved closer with a slightly wild and ferocious look.

"Really?" He felt a sudden pain in his shoulder. Shen Qianluo's voice, which had come closer, was as gentle as usual, but it suddenly startled Ruota. The dark eyes that looked at him under the scorching sun seemed to be filled with overwhelming majesty at that moment.

But at the moment when he suddenly fell into the cold pond, she regained her warm and calm smile, like a spring breeze, "But I am not you, how can I know what answer you want to know?"

It was as if the moment he crossed the boundary between life and death was just an illusion.

Ruota's expression finally darkened: "When I first met you, do you know what it felt like? ... It was like you were a god."

When he tried to tell the story, he was even reluctant to recall the sudden sixth sense that shook him. "I even felt my life was threatened at that moment. Unfortunately, you quickly hid your presence perfectly..."

"Not really." Shen Qianluo, who was pretending to be deep, suddenly burst into laughter, as if the silent power just now was gone. "You know I'm a weak auxiliary demon god, how can I give people any deep power?"

"Then how did you do it?" Ruo Tuo was already confused by his ever-changing temperament. He slightly loosened his grip on the boy's shoulders and looked at him suspiciously. "I don't quite understand the twists and turns of human beings. Don't try to fool me with your rhetoric."

Shen Qian took a step back, rubbed his shoulders, and sighed with self-pity: "In order to protect myself in this continent where demons are rampant, I have also worked very hard. For this reason, I invented the ultimate invincible, bluffing, cool and practical perfume."

Ruota:?

Just when Ruota slowly typed out a question mark and felt that he was still fooling him, a bottle containing a small amount of special liquid was thrown to him, but it gave off a smell that made him shudder.

"This is…?"

"high tech."

Shen Qianluo was serious, and Ruo Tuo seemed to want to say something but stopped.

So this is the truth? And if Shen Qianluo wasn't really weak, how could he not be discovered if he lived with everyone for a long time?

It seems that he was worrying too much...

Staring at the small bottle in his hand with a slightly red face, Ruota, who was actually fooled by these little tricks, coughed and let the matter go. He patted Shen Qianluo's shoulder in the usual way of elemental creatures, and the latter almost fell down on the spot.

"If you hit harder, my body will be transported to Morax right there and then."

"Okay, my feeling was wrong, just don't hate me for it." Ruo Tuo said, looking at Shen Qianluo's small body and added, "It turns out that you are really weak."

Ruota's human body is still a handsome young man, but his body is strong and powerful, with a straight back. When he is not speaking, he has a handsome and majestic temperament like a mountain.

Of course, as he has just come out of retirement, he still has a lot of etiquette and culture to learn.

"It's good to be a little cautious." Shen Qianluo adjusted his clothes and smiled elegantly and with ill intentions. "So since you scratched me so hard just now, shouldn't you promise me to do something as an apology?"

Ruota became alert: "Who are you going to play a trick on? Morax? Or some immortal? In the past few months since I arrived, who among us has not been played tricks by you?"

With his arms folded, Shen Qianluo acted like a normal person and said with a very light sigh: "Am I such a person who doesn't know what is good for me and only knows how to play around? This time, we have something serious to do."

·

However, Ruota could never have imagined that he would be dragged by Shen Qianluo to be among a group of children.

"What are you doing?"

"Investigate how the school in Guizhong is run."

Leaning on the window and peeking in with Shen Qianluo, Ruo Tuo was a little at a loss: "Then why don't you go through the main entrance?"

Shen Qianluo did not answer, but turned his eyes away from the room where the recitation was going on, and smiled at Ruo Tuo: "Look carefully, these are all your future students."

Ruota:?

"You should be exposed to some cultural education. Isn't the school a good place for you? As for the children's physical training, I will leave it to you, a professional, to teach them."

"…I am the Dragon King?"

"You promised to apologize. Besides, this is what the Emperor wanted~"

"Morax? Is he the kind of person who would come up with such a trick?"

"I will report this to him first and then do what he wants."

·

After leisurely leaving Ruota's slightly shocked and helpless gaze, Shen Qianluo dragged someone to tell Morax about his decision without much thought, and then slipped back to his own residence. The smile on his raised mouth faded, and he sighed and rubbed his shoulder: "...It hurts."

Let me make it clear in advance that he is not the kind of person who would seek revenge just because he is hurt.

Absolutely not.

It was indeed Morax's intention to trick Ruota into accepting cultural influence, but I don't know whether this method is within his acceptable range.

However, by asking someone to convey the message, he wouldn't have to face Morax's usual expression of helplessness and tacit approval when he blamed him.

One could even imagine Morax's reaction when he heard this. Shen Qianluo felt a lot better and raised the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly realized something.

It was rare for him to think of someone and smile involuntarily when he was alone.

...not to mention that the time is getting closer and closer to the outbreak of war.

"We have been a little too lax in recent days."

He lowered his eyes and quickly adjusted his state, Shen Qianluo's attitude became serious. Even his natural aura was detected by Ruotu. It seemed that he had let down his guard during the days of rest in Teyvat after being seriously injured.

I shouldn't have made such a mistake...

Once again, he made a mistake that shouldn't have happened.

Even if he walked side by side with his companions, he should not forget that he did not belong here.

He clearly had his own battlefield where life and death were uncertain, so how could he, while toasting and laughing with everyone, reveal a few traces of genuine happiness and forget his own identity and responsibilities?

The extremely suppressed aura around his body became even deeper and more surging. Shen Qianluo was gritting his teeth and enduring the pain to clear his meridians when he was caught off guard by a rare knock on the door.

At the same time, the other party's gentle and deep voice rang out: "Qianluo, it's me."

Morax?

When he was suddenly found at his home, Shen Qianluo couldn't help but feel a little startled in his heart.

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