"Suppressing a God?" A raccoon's image flashed through Yu Jin's mind.
No way, Guoba is already so miserable, and they still want to bully him? Yu Jin looked at Zhongli, not expecting that this guy, who appeared gentle as jade, had a very dark heart.
"What? Does Brother Yu Jin perhaps think Liyue can't handle it?" Zhongli asked, puzzled, seeing Yu Jin staring at him.
"I'm just wondering where you'd find a God. Gods should all be sealed or have lost their power by now, right?" Yu Jin recalled Guoba's adorable figure.
He's great at acting cute, and he can breathe fire for cooking, but if you ask him to do anything else, it probably wouldn't work out.
"Heh heh, Brother Yu Jin is unaware, but Liyue was one of the most brutal corners during the Archon War. Sealed Gods can still be found if one searches."
As Zhongli spoke, he put away the collapsed avatar on the ground and turned to walk towards the ground.
"Just in time, we have guests. Brother Yu Jin, you should come with me to greet them. After all, before the grand opening, understanding the background is quite necessary."
...Inside the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's reception hall, Director Hu was intently staring at the guests before her.
"Ha… haha, Director Hu, is there something on my face?" Childe felt Hu Tao's gaze and uncomfortably touched his cheek.
Could it be that he didn't wash his face today and Hu Tao noticed?
"Nothing, just wanted to see what was so different about the famous Harbinger," Hu Tao said indifferently, withdrawing her gaze.
Apparently, this ordinary person named "Childe" wasn't any different?
Hu Tao stroked her chin. Yu Jin had said that Harbingers were all old geezers who had lived for hundreds of years. That's why she used the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's secret technique to see what made Childe different from others.
However, from the results, Childe really seemed to be just an ordinary young man. His blood and energy were full, his vitality vibrant, without the jarring unnaturalness of those who forcefully extended their lives.
Was something wrong with her eyes, or was Childe truly just a powerful person?
Just as Hu Tao was frowning in deep thought, Childe, sitting nearby, spoke up.
"Director Hu, is Mr. Zhongli here?"
"Zhongli? He went to the basement with a friend to carve patterns on a coffin. It's best not to disturb him," Hu Tao replied, coming back to her senses.
Zhongli was the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's busiest person. Things like coffin styles, funeral procedures, necessary artifacts… all were handled by Zhongli.
You ask her, the Parlor Master, what she does? Does presiding over funerals count? Does promoting everywhere count?
She, the Parlor Master, is just as busy!
"Alright… alright, then I won't disturb him." Childe, hearing this, stood up with some regret, preparing to take his leave.
Liyue was good in every way, but sometimes there were just too many formalities. Regarding Zhongli carving patterns on a coffin, he didn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked.
"No need, it's better to arrive at the right time than early; I've just finished." A deep and magnetic voice came, and Zhongli walked in from a side door of the reception hall.
With him was Yu Jin, looking around.
"It's you!"
"It's you, the one beaten by Hilichurls, by a Geovishap, by a Pyro Regisvine, by Yelan!"
Yu Jin pointed at Childe, rattling off a string of names. They all had one thing in common: they had all beaten Childe.
Upon hearing Yu Jin's words, Hu Tao immediately scrutinized Childe again. Was this really a Harbinger? Being beaten by a Geovishap and the like was one thing, but by Hilichurls too?
He probably wasn't here to scam them, was he?
Hu Tao's suspicious gaze wandered over Childe. Childe felt this suspicious look and immediately became somewhat indignant. He said in annoyance:
"That's because I wasn't using my full power! Perfect, I wanted to fight you last time. This time it's a coincidence, come on, I'll let you know the true strength of a Harbinger!"
"Uh… actually, I already know the strength of you Harbingers." Yu Jin spread his hands. The fire from Signora back then was quite comfortable for him.
But unfortunately, he could burn Signora with fire, but Signora couldn't burn him with fire.
"Oh? Are you talking about that segment?" Childe's eyes narrowed slightly. Apart from one or two, the Doctor's segments, in Childe's opinion, were nothing more than oversized small fry.
If one truly believed they understood the strength of a Harbinger just by dealing with one of the Doctor's segments, then that would be a huge mistake.
"This Harbinger, quiet. Brother Yu Jin is my friend. If you still wish to cooperate with the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, you'd best retract your fangs."
Zhongli lightly tapped the wooden table. The highly penetrating echo immediately poured over Childe's head like a basin of cold water, calming him down.
"Hoo—, dwelling on what's already passed is my mistake." Childe's expression changed for a while, and he finally, awkwardly, cupped his fists at Yu Jin, mimicking Liyue people.
The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was one of Liyue's fixers, and Childe learned many things about Liyue through them.
Moreover, within the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, there was also Zhongli, a very special person.
Special, in fact, simply meant knowledgeable. However, Zhongli's knowledge was different from the Doctor's.
Talking with Zhongli, one could always inadvertently learn the information they wanted. But when it came to conversing with the Doctor, Childe would rather read a book himself.
"That's right, why always think about fighting?" Yu Jin nodded with satisfaction. This child listens to advice; he's a promising talent!
"Tell us, Mr. Childe, you wouldn't have come to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor simply out of boredom, would you?" Zhongli also nodded, speaking to Childe.
"This…" Childe looked at Hu Tao and Yu Jin around him, then winked at Zhongli.
"Parlor Master, please excuse us." Zhongli, seeing Childe wink at him, turned and spoke to Hu Tao nearby.
"Ah? Me?" Hu Tao pointed at herself in shock. No way, for matters of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, she, the Parlor Master, had to leave?
"Yes. If the Parlor Master insists on listening, I can also vouch for Childe." Zhongli said, as if it were only natural.
Hu Tao looked at Zhongli's calm face, then at Yu Jin, who was gloating nearby, and could only helplessly huff, then ran out the door.
When did she, the Parlor Master, become like this? Hu Tao pondered as she ran.
Oh, it was when she pushed most of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's affairs onto Zhongli that it became like this. Never mind then.
Childe glanced at Yu Jin again, and seeing that Zhongli made no move, he knew that asking Yu Jin to leave was impossible.
However, he didn't care. He was just an Adventurer; he couldn't disrupt the big picture.
"Mr. Zhongli, please look at this." Childe no longer hid anything. He took out a yellowed talisman and placed it on the nearby table.
"talisman of everlasting moral restraint, a very rare item. And, it's still usable." Zhongli picked up the talisman and looked at it. Although old, the adeptal power within it was still abundant, certainly enough to meet an Adeptus.
Indeed, the Fatui had the talisman of everlasting moral restraint. As the Ancestor of All Adepti, Zhongli was perfectly clear about the adeptal power fluctuations within the talisman of everlasting moral restraint.
Some time ago, he had sensed that the state of a talisman of everlasting moral restraint was abnormal. At that time, he suspected the Fatui's meddling, and now he was only more certain.
"Indeed!" Childe's face lit up with joy; his conjecture was correct.
"Oh? I didn't expect you, Childe, to even know about the talisman of everlasting moral restraint, an item that has long been extinct?" Zhongli was slightly surprised by Childe's words.
It wasn't very polite to say, but in Zhongli's impression, Childe was the quintessential simple-minded and strong-bodied type. He didn't expect him to know about something like the talisman of everlasting moral restraint.
"Haha, Mr. Zhongli, please don't laugh at me, I only know the name and appearance," Childe said, scratching his head.
Although he had shown off his "knowledge" to his subordinates, if he were truly asked to explain it, he would still be clueless.
"This is a good item. Everlasting moral restraint, everlasting moral restraint… dispelling illusions and breaking falsehoods, to glimpse the true form of an Adeptus."
"Keep it. This is for meeting an Adeptus."
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