The Homeless Man of Teyvat

The debt collector didn't want to answer, and even had the urge to open the head of the adult in front of him to see what was inside.

An executive officer of the Fatui, an executive officer with some authority granted by the Ice Queen, said that he was actually a believer of the God of Rock, and he was fucking loyal! If this is said out, anyone with a normal mind will not believe it, right? !

The debt collector wanted to grab Tartaglia's collar and ask him if he was crazy to come up with such a "brilliant idea" that was like a thunderbolt.

But he didn't dare, otherwise the [Young Master] would really let him taste the taste of thunderbolt, or open his head to see what was in his head for daring to do such an offensive behavior.

"Oh, forget it, I'm really not good at lying."

Tartaglia sighed and gave up the good idea that he had finally thought of - referring to patting his head.

The debt collector standing below breathed a sigh of relief, and complained in his heart, you are not not good at lying, you are simply not good at thinking.

If you are good at it, you can't think that the Fatui executives under the Ice Queen are loyal followers of the Rock King... If you don't know, you might think you are talking about the rich man... Huh?

The debt collector stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and finally understood.

Sure enough, no one who can become an executive is stupid. If you think they are doing stupid things, it is probably because you are stupid and can't see their foresight and... insidiousness.

What the [Young Master] did was to provide Mora for the Immortal Delivery Ceremony free of charge in the name of the Northland Bank!

In the name of the Northland Bank!

"What's wrong with you?"

Tartaglia frowned, looking at the debt collector who was suddenly sweating profusely, full of doubts in his heart.

This guy was fine, why did he suddenly seem to fall into a pile of fire slimes?

"Ah! It's okay! I'm fine!"

The debt collector was startled and immediately bowed to try to cover up his gaffe.

"...Forget it."

Tadalia stared at him for a second or two, shook his head in boredom, and said, "How is the Rock Tea House?"

The Rock Tea House is a tea house in name only, but it is doing shady business in secret. The owner of the tea house relied on his relatively impressive background and backing to avoid many inspections and make a lot of money through the Rock Tea House.

It's a pity that the owner of the tea house was too greedy. He only did a rough investigation and dared to set his sights on the Fatui. He owed a large bill without any intention of repaying it.

The Rock Tea House was a "bill" he collected personally after coming to Liyue Harbor.

The effect is very good. The current tea house owner is already a very obedient and loyal puppet of the Fatui.

But recently, the Rock Tea House has been targeted by a rather mysterious force in Liyue Harbor. It is very deadly, quick and ruthless, and very unruly. If you are not careful, the Fatui may be caught and suffer a big loss.

"The owner of the teahouse asked for help again, saying that he couldn't hold on any longer."

"Tsk, a waste is really a waste."

Daddaria waved his hand, saying casually: "Then just give up on him, anyway, he and the Yanshang Teahouse are useless. Pack up the evidence and send it all to the General Affairs Department."

"Yes, my lord."

"How have you found out about the Immortal Sending Ceremony? Who is responsible for the preparation?"

"It's Mr. Zhongli, a guest official of the Rebirth Hall."

"Mr. Zhongli?"

Daddaria raised his eyebrows, quite surprised: "It's Mr. Zhongli!"

That's right, Mr. Zhongli is knowledgeable and well-versed in ancient and modern times. It is undoubtedly the most reassuring for him to be responsible for the preparation of the Immortal Sending Ceremony.

This is really good news. If Mr. Zhongli is responsible for the preparation...Daddaria stroked his chin, then can he provide financial support to the Immortal Sending Ceremony in his personal capacity?

In any case, Mr. Zhongli will definitely not refuse!

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"So, Mr. [Young Master] means that all the expenses of the Immortal Ceremony will be borne by you?"

Zhongli looked at the wild wallet that suddenly appeared, and after a little thought, he understood what he was thinking about - the body of the Rock God.

The main task of Tartaglia coming to Liyue Harbor is to take away the Heart of the Rock God, but Tartaglia neither knows his contract with the Ice God nor knows that the dead is not the Rock King. So he had to set his sights on the "body of the Rock God", hoping to find the Heart of God in the body.

Zhongli's face remained unchanged, but he was looking forward to what would happen next.

"Yes, that's it."

Tadalia nodded, with a sunny and bright smile, very clear: "Mr. Zhongli doesn't know, my colleague - the [Rich Man] in the ninth seat, the founder of the Northland Bank, is actually a Liyue person."

"Oh? Did Mr. [Rich Man] ask Mr. [Young Master] to do this?" Zhongli was a little surprised.

"No, I think he would ask me to do that."

"...What if Mr. [Rich Man] doesn't think so?"

"That doesn't matter, we can just have a fight with him."

Dartalia's smile became clearer, with expectation in his eyes.

"..."

Zhongli smiled and shook his head. After a little thought, he made a decision and said gently: "In that case, I'll have to trouble Mr. [Young Master]."

Liyue Harbor only has this unstable factor left, so it's better to carry it with you. If you see something worth buying during the preparation, you don't have to put it on the ceremonial bill or check if the traveler has money.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhongli!"

Dartalia was delighted and bowed to Zhongli like the people of Liyue.

For a moment, I didn't know who was going to give money to whom.

But from the perspective of who was giving money and gifts to whom, it seemed that there was no problem.

"Zhongli! We are back!"

The voice of the little mascot came.

Zhongli looked over and saw Ying with brisk steps, Paimon smiling and waving, and... Chen Tianfeng walking side by side with Ying.

Zhongli: "..."

Very good, all the unstable factors in Liyue Harbor have gathered.

"Who is this?"

Ying stopped and noticed Tartaglia beside Zhongli.

Tartaglia looked at the two people, especially Paimon, who was very recognizable. He quickly recognized their identities and raised his hand to greet them: "Hello, Traveler and Paimon, just call me [Young Master]."

"Young Master?"

Paimon was stunned for a moment, then crossed his arms, frowned slightly, and stared at Tartaglia: "Huh, what a rude guy, how can you treat others as servants right from the start!"

Ying noticed another point and looked surprised: "Do you know us?"

"Of course, I have heard about your heroic deeds in Mondstadt a long time ago. Only a few people blocked the magic tide. It's amazing - I want to try it if I have a chance."

Tartaria first answered Ying's doubts, then looked at Paimon and explained: "Paimon misunderstood, [Young Master] is my title, not a bad joke or mockery."

He paused and said: "Let me introduce myself formally. I am the last of the eleven executive officers of the Winter Faints, [Young Master] Tartaglia, and I am glad to meet you."

The last of the eleven executive officers of the Faints?

Ying blinked, thinking of the information about Teyvat that Chen Tianfeng had told her, which included the Fatui and these eleven executive officers.

Tianfeng said that the executive officers had the power of the gods granted by the Ice Queen, and were the spokespersons of the gods walking on the continent of Teyvat.

Each executive officer had a distinct personality, and the Fatui under his command had different styles of doing things. For example, the last of the eleven executive officers, code-named [Young Master], was a very "simple" warrior.

So, he was the "simple, clear and stupid college student" mentioned by Tianfeng?

Ying looked at Tartaglia and nodded thoughtfully.