The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [184]

“Yes, Lord Childe.”

A female Fatui agent knelt before Childe, responding to his inquiry. “I overheard their conversation at Bubu Pharmacy. They mentioned the Golden House being requisitioned, as well as a contract between a man named Jia Changjiang and Mr. Zhongli.”

The agent relayed everything she had heard. While the details of the Everlasting Incense’s price increase were discussed privately, making it difficult to eavesdrop, it wasn’t hard to deduce from context that the price had gone up.

“I see…” Childe seemed unfazed by the minor matter of the incense’s price. Instead, he focused on the key intelligence. “Ningguang and the Qixing… For them to requisition the Golden House, what else could it involve besides the secret remains of the Adeptus?”

“As for the contract between Jia Changjiang and Zhongli… what could that be about?”

Childe pondered for a moment but found no immediate answers. “Interesting. Perhaps he’ll become an obstacle in the plan? No matter. Let’s see how it unfolds.”

A smile spread across his face. “He’s just a potential complication, after all.”

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Meanwhile, at the ceremony venue, the Everlasting Incense had been delivered. Zhongli nodded in approval.

“With the sun about to rise, the preparations for the Rite of Parting are nearly complete,” he remarked, glancing at the sky. “It’s getting late. For now, the preparations shall end here.”

Turning to Jia Changjiang and Lumine, he asked, “How have you found this journey to bid farewell to the Geo Archon?”

“I feel like I’ve learned a lot of strange and useless information…” Lumine muttered. “And for some reason, I feel really poor now.”

“Such reflections will likely give you much to mull over,” Zhongli said with a small smile. “And as a reward for assisting in the preparations, I’ve decided… to treat you to a meal.”

“You? Treating us?!” Lumine’s face was full of skepticism. “You’re not going to make us pay, are you?”

“Haha…” Zhongli chuckled. “Rest assured, this time I won’t forget my wallet. Tonight, I’ll take you to a renowned tavern near the harbor called Third-Round Knockout. Let’s meet there in half an hour. Don’t be late.”

With that, Zhongli walked off, presumably to fetch some Mora.

“Do you think Zhongli treating us is reliable?” Lumine asked, still doubtful.

“Don’t worry about it. Come on, it’s not every day someone offers to treat us. Just don’t drink,” Jia Changjiang said, nudging Lumine forward.

“Why can’t I drink? We’re going to a tavern!” Lumine protested.

“Who knows what trouble you’d cause if you got drunk. Come on, stop whining. Let’s find where this Third-Round Knockout is,” Jia Changjiang replied, ushering her along.

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Unfamiliar with Liyue Harbor, Jia Changjiang and Lumine wandered near Chihu Rock for about forty minutes before finally locating the tavern. By the time they arrived, both their hands were laden with skewers and snacks from various street vendors.

“Liyue Harbor’s night market is way too dangerous!” Lumine said, biting into a skewer with a look of regret. “Dangerous for my wallet, that is…”

Paimon, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying herself, unfazed since she wasn’t the one paying.

“You’ve made it,” Zhongli called out, waving them over. He gestured for them to sit beside him. “I’ve already placed our orders. Oh, by the way, the proprietor here doesn’t serve fruit juices or other such unrefined drinks, so…”

Hearing this, Lumine’s eyes lit up. “Does that mean I can finally have a drink?!”

“No. I ordered you a bowl of fermented rice balls,” Zhongli replied, setting a steaming bowl in front of her.

“Ugh!” Lumine turned away in frustration. “I knew this was how it would end! Do you all think I’m a child?”

Despite her protests, she dug into the bowl enthusiastically, prompting Zhongli and Jia Changjiang to chuckle. Zhongli then handed a similar bowl to Paimon. “Here’s your portion, little Paimon.”

As Lumine enjoyed her dessert, a storyteller at the tavern began his tale.

“Ladies and gentlemen, tonight I’ll share the tale of Lady Ningguang’s Jade Chamber.”

“A storyteller too? Not bad,” Jia Changjiang remarked, lifting a bowl of wine to his lips. He drank half in one gulp, letting out a satisfied sigh. “The wine is good, and the atmosphere is great.”

“The acclaim of the common folk speaks volumes. Naturally, both the wine and the ambiance are excellent,” Zhongli said, sipping his wine as if savoring tea. “Storytelling is one of Liyue’s cultural treasures.”

The storyteller continued with enthusiasm.

“All of you know about the grand floating palace above the harbor—an immortal abode shrouded in clouds, a palace of mist and splendor. What is true power? Look no further! Lady Ningguang’s Jade Chamber is a testament to her unrivaled authority!”

With vivid descriptions, the storyteller painted a picture of the Jade Chamber’s magnificence and Ningguang’s cunning, weaving in tales of her extraordinary wealth and influence.

He ended with a poetic flourish:

“Drifting and falling, like snow descending from the heavens. Sparse yet dense, a single word is worth a fortune. With a single thought, she commands the mountains and rivers, known to all as…”

The storyteller slammed his table dramatically and declared, “The Tianquan of Liyue, supreme and unmatched!”

“Well said!” Jia Changjiang applauded, joined by a wave of cheers from the surrounding patrons.

“Ladies and gentlemen, consider this: though the fragments of the Jade Chamber’s records are mere scraps of paper, obtaining even one could bring untold benefits to any merchant,” the storyteller continued.

Paimon, engrossed, turned to Lumine. “I keep hearing about this Tianquan Ningguang in Liyue…”

Lumine nodded. “Yeah, I remember seeing her during the Rite of Parting. She was that really wealthy-looking lady.”

“Mhm! And from what the storyteller said, she’s definitely loaded!”

As Paimon nodded eagerly, a voice rang out from the rooftop above them.

“So this is where you’ve been, returning from Jueyun Karst.”

The clear voice continued, “I am an envoy of the Liyue Qixing.”

“Who?!”

Lumine looked up warily. After a moment, her eyes widened, and she clapped her hands in realization.

“Oh!!! You’re the Coconut Goat!”

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