Genshin Impact: Starting with Jingyuan Character Card

"Hehe, before asking someone's name, shouldn't you first state your own name? Rememberer..."

The voice in memory made a chuckle that sounded like mockery, laughter, and sarcasm, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"I am the rememberer of Liuguang Memory Court - Black Swan. Nice to meet you."

"Oh? So you are from Liuguang Yiting. My name is Constance. Nice to meet you... We were supposed to meet in Pinocchio and spend an unforgettable time together..."

'But unfortunately, that seems impossible. Dahlia is not welcome at the Gala Star... and you,... I know what you are looking for...'

Having said this, the voice paused for a moment, and then continued speaking with a mocking tone.

"You want to find [her] secret, right? I can tell you. Please enjoy this event for me, Rememberer..."

The voice in her memory gradually faded away, and Black Swan's brows furrowed even deeper. She didn't understand what Constance was trying to do. According to what she said, she should have died under that man's knife, but why...

"Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling! ..."

Just as Black Swan was lost in deep thought, suddenly, the phone in Huang Quan's room rang. The sound of ding-ding-ding-ding echoed in your slightly empty room, revealing a hint of weirdness.

"…Phone, do you want to answer it?"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the phone, in the real world of Pinocchio, it’s a golden moment…

"What the hell! Why hasn't that fake guy answered the phone? How long has it been?"

In the phone booth, Portio was dialing the number of Huang Quan's room with an impatient look on his face, tapping the dial of the phone booth with his index finger from time to time, looking very annoyed.

"Hey! The guy inside, are you still on the phone? This is a public phone booth, please don't occupy it all the time, okay?"

Seeing that Poteo had been occupying the telephone booth on the corner, the Pipisi who was waiting in line outside to make a call protested loudly in dissatisfaction and jumped on his two little feet. However, even so, his height could not exceed Poteo's chest.

"What the hell, you little dwarf, get out of here! I'm in a bad mood right now, don't mess with me!"

Our Mr. Poteo had no intention of responding to the Pipisi man's shouting, but the dwarf was jumping around too much, which made Mr. Poteo a little upset.

"S-Shorty?"

After hearing what Potio said, the Pipisi man suddenly became petrified, like a broken statue, gradually weathering.

"You! Are you discriminating against us Pipisi people?!" After a long while, the Pipisi man came back to his senses and pointed at Potio with an angry look on his face and questioned him.

His voice also attracted more people's attention, and many tourists and fellow tribesmen stopped to listen.

The tourists were fine, as they were more of a spectator in the conflict between the Pipisi and the Potios, but they did not think so towards the former's fellow tribesmen.

The Pipixi people are short, and look a bit like dwarfs. This is innate and determined by genes. Because of this problem, the Pipixi people have been ridiculed by foreigners, and this has become a taboo among their race.

On weekdays, these guys might be scheming against each other in private, but once faced with such a principled issue, the Pipisi people would show unprecedented unity, just like now...

"Hmm? What do you little dwarfs want to do?"

Potio, who was waiting for a call back, frowned slightly. He saw that beside him, outside the telephone booth, there were already several Pipisi people surrounding him, and the trend was still expanding.

"Apologize!"

I don't know who suddenly shouted that, and then all the Pipisi people present were like a pot of boiling water, shouting and demanding that Potio apologize.

The momentum created by this group of Pipisi people was very grand, and during this period, more and more people continued to join their team. However, in about a minute, the crowd increased from the original three or four people to dozens of people.

The tourists who stopped by were also interested. They wanted to see how Botio would solve the problem. Would he apologize in shame or just run away?

Well... generally speaking, they should apologize, right? At least that's what most people would say, because just now, many Pipisi people had taken photos of Potiou and were preparing to post him online to let him feel the impact of public opinion.

However, who is Potio? He is a wanted criminal with a bounty on his head by the Interstellar Peace Company. Will he care about these so-called public opinions?

"What the hell! If I don't teach you kids a lesson, do you really think I'm easy to bully?!"

'boom! boom! boom! ’

Potio, who was very impatient with this group of Pipisi people, took out his revolver from his waist and fired three shots at the feet of the Pipisi people in the front row.

In an instant, the whole world was silent. No matter whether it was the tourists who stopped there or the group of Pipisi who were denouncing Potio, they all seemed to have pressed the mute button. Without a sound, they just stood there in a daze.

"Kill, kill!"

Everyone present dispersed in a panic, and everyone fled out of the place in a hurry. Soon, in just about ten seconds, Potio was the only one left at the scene.

"Hahaha, now the whole world is quiet."

.....................

Turn your attention back to Huang Quan’s room.

In front of the quaint rotary phone, Black Swan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed his inner choice and stepped forward to answer the call.

Just as Black Swan picked up the phone and gently put it to his ear, Portio's impatient voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

"Damn it, you finally answered the phone! Long time no see, Huang Quan, are you having fun at Pinocchio?"

"Who is this person? He should not be from Yonghuo Mansion. Let's listen again..."

Seeing that Huang Quan didn't reply, Potio on the other end of the phone continued.