The Homeless Man of Teyvat

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Chen Tianfeng blinked once, then blinked again, and looked down at the expressionless face of the young immortal. He felt shocked and confused at first, and then suddenly realized.

It's Mr. Zhongli.

Only Zhongli could make Mandrill make such a promise and rack his brains to come up with such a lame reason.

But what exactly does Mr. Zhongli want from him?

They preached and solved doubts, and arranged for immortals to protect them and ensure their safety.

Chen Tianfeng couldn't figure it out. He couldn't think that he had a promising future, so he invested in advance and wanted him to help protect Liyue or fight against the laws of heaven, right?

This is a bit too contemptuous of him.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

Chen Tianfeng couldn't think of the reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it. No matter what Zhongli planned, he would always know it in the future. If it is a kind intention, then accept it calmly and try your best to repay it; if it is a sugar-coated cannonball, then eat the sugar-coating and then smash the cannonball back.

Anyway, he would not do anything to risk his death, no matter how great a favor anyone could give him.

"Well, you're welcome."

Mandrill nodded, and looked at Chen Tianfeng in silence for a few seconds. After confirming that he had not missed anything, he looked away and said, "Goodbye."

Chen Tianfeng watched the young immortal turn into a gust of wind and dissipate in an instant. He left as quietly as he came.

It is still easier for people with expressionless faces to tell lies, and they cannot tell the difference between lying and telling the truth.

Chen Tianfeng shook his head and continued to stand in front of the railing. After a while, I thought about it again, walked around the railing, photographed it all over, smiled for no reason, turned around and left.

On the middle floor of Wangshu Inn, the innkeeper Phil Godette was watching the passengers coming in and out of the inn while carelessly playing with the cat.

"Tuk-tuk."

There was a knocking sound on the counter, and Phil Godette followed the sound and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Hello, judging from your dress, is your guest an adventurer from Liyue?"

"That's right."

Chen Tianfeng glanced around, took out a token with the Tianquan symbol from his arms, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Phil Godette: "Boss, I want to ask you something."

A trace of surprise flashed in Philgodette's eyes. She picked up the token, looked at it and rubbed it a few times. After confirming its authenticity, she returned the token to Chen Tianfeng and said with a smile, "What does the guest want to ask?"

Chen Tianfeng put away the token Ye Lan gave him and said, "In the Shimen area, it's about the Red Hand."

There were rumors that Wangshu Inn was owned by Qixing. In addition to his job at the inn, he was also responsible for collecting intelligence, observing passing merchants, adventurers, and travelers to determine whether they posed a threat to Liyue.

Regarding this rumor, Ye Lan said that it is not a rumor that people say, but a real fact.

"Red Hand Club, guests, please wait a moment."

Phil Godette rummaged under the counter, took out an envelope, and pushed it to Chen Tianfeng: "Chenghui Three Hundred Mora."

"..." Chen Tianfeng was silent for a few seconds, and his eyes gradually became astonished: "You still want to charge money?"

Isn't Wangshu Inn Tianquan Ningguang's property?

He holds Tianquan's token, can't he still be reimbursed?

"It's a small business, please forgive me, guest." Phil Godette said with a smile.

So three hundred molars were given and the envelope was taken away.

Chen Tianfeng returned to the guest room, tore open the envelope, took out the two thin pieces of letter paper inside, and read them sentence by sentence.

The Red Hand Society originally had a large number of people, but after being wiped out several times by the Qianyan Army, there are now less than twenty people left. The leader is a Mondstadt, and it is said that he has the support of unknown Mondstadt forces behind him; the vice-president is a Liyue man, and he seems to be colluding with some mysterious forces behind him.

Chen Tianfeng frowned, not understanding what the two main leaders of the Red Hand Society were doing. The name of the gang is Red Hand Club, but the boss is the "big boss" and the second in command is the "vice president".

He looked down with doubts, only to realize that there seemed to be differences between the leader and the vice-president of the Red Hand Club. They both wanted to persuade the other party to give up their support, believing that only he could lead the Red Hand Club to a bright future. But for a while, no one could convince anyone, so they just disgusted each other in their positions.

Just like a small sparrow with all its internal organs, the little red hand also has a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks.

Under their leadership, although the Red Hand Society lost its fixed camp and wandered around the Shimen area every day for fear of being caught by the Qianyan Army, they did make a name for themselves.

Chen Tianfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, stuffed the finished letter back into the envelope, stood up and left the guest room, and went to the inn's restaurant to order food, intending to try the dishes of Wangshu Inn.

In the game, Liyue has two chefs with excellent cooking skills. One is Xiangling, the little cook at Wanmin Hall, and the other is Yanxiao, the chef at Wangshu Inn.

Chen Tianfeng found an empty seat, and the waiter stepped forward and handed over the menu.

I ordered two dishes and asked for another portion of rice.

Chen Tianfeng poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and then put it down. He looked at the wooden bridge not far away and tapped his fingers on the table.

The sounds of other diners interacting could be heard beside me.

"Have you heard about it? It's about the Red Hand Club!"

"What happened to the Red Hand?"

"You all know that those bandits tried to block the earth veins a while ago and planned to create an earth vein flower, right?"

"I know, I remember they failed and suffered heavy losses... Is there something new?"

"Hehe, these bandits were lucky this time. They actually got rid of this Earthly Flower!"

Everyone was in an uproar, some believed it and some didn't believe it, but their interest was aroused and they waited for the man to continue talking.

"It is said that this flower of earth veins is a one-time thing, but don't underestimate it. The bandits worked hard and paid a lot of money to make this flower. If they beat it... tsk tsk, maybe I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life!”

The man smacked his lips first, with a look of longing in his eyes, then shook his head regretfully, sighing: "What a pity, these bandits have covered the location of the Flower of the Earth's Blood, and even some members of the Red Hand Society can't I know where it is. During this period, many adventurers and treasure stealing groups came over one after another, wanting to get a piece of the pie."

"But Dihua Continent is so big and the Earthline Flower is so small. Without more accurate information, who can really find this special Earthline Flower?"

Most people agreed, followed by sighs.

But there are a few people who are still doubtful and even sneer: "If it is really like what you said, then why doesn't Qixing block the earth veins and create earth vein flowers?"

"What else could it be because of?" The man stared: "Of course it's because this method is harmful to Tianhe, and we Qixing of Liyue disdain to do it!"

As soon as these words came out, the few who were skeptical were half convinced.

Chen Tianfeng found it very interesting. Liyue people trust Qixing very much and believe that they will not do anything harmful to Liyue. This is very rare in an environment where businessmen are in power.

Perhaps only in a country like Liyue, where there really is a god who is just and loves the people, and [walks with the god], can such a scene be seen.