The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

Seeing the young master's fingertips touching the evil mask, Luo Mu's relaxed brows gradually frowned.

"Mr. Young Master...are you going to do mask business with us?" he said in a cold voice, but changed the subject abruptly halfway through his words. He suddenly realized that he shouldn't know what was inlaid on the young master's mask.

This is a secret that only "Luo Mu" would know, and it is a secret that can only be learned through cheating.

This guy... is he testing me? Luo Mu's mind raced, and he suddenly felt that his previous remarks about the doctor were not cautious enough.

"No, no, no," the young master still had a beautiful smile on his face. He took off the mask and placed it on the table, allowing Luo Mu to clearly see the strange crystal embedded in the center of the mask, which was similar to the Eye of God. The dark thunder aura emanating from it made Luo Mu squint uncomfortably.

"The technology of the Kingdom of Winter, the Evil Eye." The young master introduced, "It can allow people without the Eye of God to gain the ability to manipulate elements, or allow people to gain control over two elements. This is what I want to trade with you."

Looking at the evil mask in front of him, Luo Mu was silent for a moment.

Using the Evil Eye to exchange for rare minerals is a huge loss for the Solstice Faints. Before this, the Faints had always distributed the Evil Eye in secret and had never sold it publicly in front of organizations with considerable scientific research capabilities. Although this thing can damage life span, in a short period of time, it can make a group of dead soldiers burst out with a combat power a hundred times stronger than the original. It is a real weapon of war. Selling the Evil Eye to Tianming is basically the same as giving the manufacturing technology of the Evil Eye to Luomu. With Luomu's personality, even if he has to confront Ningguang, Mond, and cooperate with the Abyss, he still wants to keep this technology in his hands.

The young master should be very clear about this, but he still chose the evil eye as a trading item. What exactly does he want to do?

"What exactly are you going to do?" After pondering for a moment, Luo Mu asked directly.

"I know what the Evil Eye means to you, Zhidong. If you sell me this technology, aren't you afraid that I will give it to Liyue right away?"

"Hand it over." The young master waved his hand nonchalantly. "This equipment is incredibly harmful to the human body. Even the ordinary members of the Fatui haven't equipped it. Even if the benevolent rulers of the Liyue Seven Stars mastered this technology, they wouldn't have the courage to use it."

This... is too honest, isn't it? Luo Mu was even more confused. He thought that the Master wanted him to let the members of the Destiny Team use it without knowing the side effects of the Evil Eye, so as to destroy the Destiny Team. But now...

This uncertainty about the purpose made Luo Mu feel a little bit dangerous.

What exactly does he want?

"Mr. Jun Bai, do you know what the evil eye means in our winter?" the young master suddenly asked.

Luo Mu remained silent, his fingers tapping lightly on the wooden table, making a dull sound.

"The Evil Eye is only awarded to those who are talented and loyal to the Ice Queen, including the Fatui executives and the ladies you will meet in the future." At this point, a hint of enthusiasm flashed in the young master's eyes: "Its awarding is far more fair than the Eye of God."

"I agree, but I won't buy something that may overturn destiny just for the sake of fairness." Luo Mu said firmly.

What justice, what honor? He and Mond had had enough of this kind of pie in his previous life.

The title of Honorary Knight is just a title no matter how nice it sounds. If you want Luo Mu to cooperate, you either have to give him money or power. This is sincerity.

"Huh? Don't you feel honored? We thought..." Hearing Luo Mu's answer, the young master seemed a little confused. Under Luo Mu's surprised gaze, he took out a small note from his lapel, crumpled it into a ball in disappointment, and threw it aside.

"This is..." Luo Mu pointed at the paper ball.

"One of our compatriots thought you would care about something, but it's useless now." The young master said disappointedly: "He said you would do something that seems useless but is full of ritual, so he inferred that you would pay more attention to honor..."

"...Your Fatui's psychoanalyst is really not that good."

"I agree with you on this matter," the young master agreed, and then he took the mask back from the table and put it on his head crookedly: "Then, next, I will continue to talk to you in the way of a young master."

Luo Mu waved his hand in a somewhat bored manner: "Neither you nor I are negotiators or businessmen. Even if I agree to trade with your evil eye in the end, the final negotiation will be conducted by professionals, so you and I should not beat around the bush."

"Oh?" The young master raised his eyebrows: "You have already seen that I am not here to discuss business with you?"

Luo Mu smiled noncommittally. He couldn't say that he had only just figured this out, right?

The head of an intelligence agency does not have to know everything, but he must understand one thing, that is, to leave professional matters to professionals, and business matters to businessmen. In this way, no matter what conspiracy is hidden behind it, it can appear smooth and real on the surface.

It shouldn't be like this now, with the two leaders fighting shirtless and conspiring against each other in public. Young Master is not cut out for this. Luo Mu is a little better, but not much better.

"Mr. Young Master is a warrior." Luo Mu said, "So today, no matter what the superficial reason is, what we ultimately have to solve is still the problem between two warriors."

"No, you are wrong."

"Ok?"

Luo Mu was somewhat surprised by the young master's denial.

In order to pretend to be a charlatan, he made his words so ambiguous, how could he be wrong?

"I am the leader of the Fatui in Liyue after all, and I have as much information as you do." The young master said, "You are a person without a past, a monster who suddenly appeared in Liyue."

"It may be a bit rude, but... you can say that." Luo Mu did not deny it. This was a semi-open secret between Gongzi and Ningguang. If it weren't for the fact that Tianming and his own strength expanded too quickly and Qixing had no time to react, Luo Mu estimated that Ningguang would have exposed his true colors long ago.

"You must know that a person without a past cannot stand firm in Liyue. No matter how tolerant the earth is, it has no place to accept rootless duckweed."

“There is some truth in what you said… As long as I have destiny, I have roots in Liyue, so you don’t have to worry about that, young master.” Luo Mu responded.

The young master smiled slightly and asked, "Do you still remember what you said to your men that night when you killed those who had escaped the black industry?"

"Are there your people in there?" Luo Mu's eyes narrowed.

“You said: We are the disaster in the darkness of Liyue. We will use the darker darkness to help Liyue remove all the cancer.” The young master did not answer Luo Mu’s question. He said to himself: “You know very well that destiny is first Liyue’s destiny, and then your destiny. That’s why you use Liyue’s great momentum to inspire them.”

“It can’t be helped.” Luo Mu said in a deep voice: “They are originally from Liyue. It is inevitable that they love this land more than they love me.”

“So, hypothetically,” the young master said, “I mean hypothetically, if you ordered Tianming to become an enemy of Liyue, would they still obey your orders?”

"This kind of problem won't arise." Luo Mu said firmly: "Tianming is just an intelligence organization. Why should I let them become enemies of Liyue?"

"That's not necessarily true." The young man suddenly smiled mysteriously. He stood up and slightly stretched his back, which had been a little stiff from sitting.

"What if the entire Liyue is against you?"

The purple dark thunder spear instantly tore through the gorgeous decorations in the house and the porcelain plates and delicacies on the table. The simple, gorgeous but extremely evil and terrifying armor instantly wrapped around the young master's whole body. On the one-eyed helmet, the single eye that was shining with divine light like the hooded god Odin shot out a sharp edge.

Possessed by the Demon King Armor, Luo Mu didn't even have time to stand up before the tip of An Lei's spear was pressed against his throat. The most dangerous executive of the Fatui immediately launched his strongest attack, the Demon King Armor.

But the shot that combined the breath of the abyss and the evil eye's dark thunder just stopped trembling in front of Luo Mu's throat. Pale hands emitting strong resentment stretched out from behind Luo Mu. One by one, they grasped the tip of the gun that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and blocked the attack in an extremely weird and tragic way.

"Tadalia, what are you doing!" Luo Mu shouted harshly.

"Mr. Jun Bai," the young master's fanatical voice came from the heavy armor, "I am truly sorry, but the clown wanted me to talk to you in a more gentle way."

"He thinks that if you accept the deal with the evil eye, we can use this as an opportunity to gradually get in touch with you, and finally completely separate you from Liyue - believe me, the clown has this ability."

"But I think this is too unfair to you. You might end up falling into the Joker's plan, but you will still have hope for Liyue. After all, your destiny is still here."

"Moreover, if this happens, you will probably never have the chance to know how much malice this world has towards aliens and different people!"

The thunder was compressed little by little, and ghost hands appeared one by one. The strength of both sides was gradually increasing, but there was no leakage at all.

"I learned one thing during the Liyue disaster." The young master's voice became increasingly colder. Behind him, a dark sky-like cloak rose high, blocking out the last bit of sunlight outside the window.

"Sometimes, the will of the people is far more powerful than power."

"Now, let's see how the kind and hardworking people of Liyue view a ghost wrapped in resentment!"

The blinding lightning flashed again, and the tip of the spear pierced into Luo Mu's neck bit by bit. If this continued, Luo Mu might really die at the hands of the young master!

Yu Duchen...system...it's too late!

Faced with the imminent death, it seems that there is no other way except to release all his resentment...Luo Mu made up his mind.

The rising resentment exploded, just like the white mist that filled Liyue at the beginning. It scattered in all directions and covered the block where Xinyuexuan was located like a dome.

Then emerged two ghostly figures, one of which seemed like a demon god walking out of the abyss, with terrifying thunder rising from his body, and his every move exuded the majesty of killing the world.

As for the other one, although he looked elegant and profound with bright eyes and white teeth, behind him, a group of dark wronged ghosts were wailing constantly. They howled and struggled to form the undead clothes that covered the man, like the wings of a night crow or the night of Wuwang Slope, containing endless disasters and curses!

This was the first time that Luo Mu fully demonstrated his power after the confrontation between the Golden House and the fortune teller, Kong. Under this power, he looked like a thousand-year-old ghost, terrifying and disgusting.

"How about it? Show your truest self?" the young master asked with a smile.

Hearing the exclamations and screams of the Liyue people below him, Luo Mu sighed helplessly.

The Young Master is not the most scheming among the executive officers, but that doesn't mean he is not smart. He can see Luo Mu's weaknesses better than the Clown who is far away in Winter.

Since that bloody night that even Qixing had not expected, the young master understood: if he wanted Liyue to hate Tianming and Jun Bai, nothing else mattered, as long as Luomu showed his truest side.

The side that is surrounded by hatred and will never be accepted by the world.

He was an outcast from the world.

And what the Fatui are best at is taking in abandoned children!