The clothes were finally found by little Eula.
Little Eula only opened a few suitcases before finding them.
They were quite easy to find. Little Eula just flipped one open for a glance and pulled out the black outfit from among a pile of ordinary materials—one that was clearly of extraordinary value at first sight.
Little Eula spread out the "black" and "quite expensive" clothes that Cid had mentioned and took a closer look.
For nobles, whether a piece of clothing is precious is basically judged by four points.
First is the material—superior fabric is crucial.
This garment had a soft, smooth texture with a gentle sheen—top quality.
Second is the craftsmanship. Exquisite production techniques are a strong guarantee of a garment's value.
The delicately embroidered plum blossom patterns had every petal lifelike, with intricate and complex stitching that embodied the understated preciousness of Liyue's noble families—something only insiders could truly appreciate.
Yet even without the flashy luxury of Mondstadt noble jewelry, even outsiders—like an old uncle—could tell at a glance that it was very expensive.
Third is the cultural symbolism, which cannot be overlooked.
This outfit used black to symbolize the weight of history and death, while the red plum blossoms represented the vitality and resilience of life.
This clever fusion of life-and-death philosophy aligned with nobles' reverence for and exploration of the meaning of life.
Finally, there is scarcity.
Little Eula thought that, at the very least, this garment was absolutely qualified in the fallen Lawrence family.
"It's good, it's good. Later I'll wear this outfit to go find your cousin and pull off a scam."
"But before that, we need to get our stories straight."
"Do you know who I am?"
"Old uncle, I don't even know your name."
Ah, this is bad—I only had time to tell the kid my nickname.
"My name is Cid Kagerou, a somewhat famous adventurer. I'm a traveler from a distant land. I did odd jobs like delivery in Mondstadt before, then continued my proper adventurer work in Liyue. Now I'm researching the Anemo Vision in Dragonspine."
Cid first explained his basic information, then moved on to the next step.
"Now comes the part where we fabricate the disguise. Eula, does your Lawrence family have any etiquette about sending children off for training? I need to learn it—I have to play the role of a Liyue noble as seen by your Lawrence family."
...
The following is from the perspective of Eula's cousin:
Lost? Hmph, just a little wind and snow and they couldn't keep up.
I have to go look for them. The family's glory doesn't allow me to abandon the future splendor and leave alone.
At the very least, I should follow the path we came from and see. If I can't find them, then I'll go back and report it with condolences.
I welcomed the trial known as the blizzard, with winds like blades scraping across my face.
As a Lawrence, I'm sorry, but mere wind and snow won't stop me.
Hm? I think I see someone.
Eula truly is our Lawrence descendant—I knew she'd come back.
Hm? The person behind her is a commoner from Mondstadt?
No! That person's movements…
...
In the midst of the swirling blizzard, a figure slowly emerged.
He wore a black long robe that carried the weight of history, each step he took seeming to bear the steadiness of ages past.
The black hem fluttered wildly in the fierce wind, yet it didn't disrupt his pace in the slightest—exuding complete composure and calm.
The red plum blossom patterns on the clothes stood out even more vividly against the vast expanse of white snow,
Snowflakes drifted down in flurries, landing on his shoulders, yet they couldn't conceal the blazing aura of the plum blossoms.
He slightly raised his head, his gaze firm and profound, looking into the distance as if piercing through the endless blizzard to see an even broader world.
"Eula, is that your cousin?"
The old uncle, who was using his Anemo Vision to maintain his dignified appearance, watched the young man who suddenly stood at attention in the distance and asked.