"The sacred cherry tree of Inazuma, or seek the Great Auspicious Grass King in Mount Sumeru."

Zhong Li said, "Since you have a past with some people in Inazuma, perhaps it would be better for you to go to Inazuma."

Zhongli's words plunged Mu Xian into silence. In his memory, those five years with Inazuma were not pleasant.

"My power can temporarily suppress the corruption of the abyss."

Seeing through Mu Xian's hesitation, Zhong Li said, "You can take some time to think about it."

"No need." Mu Xian stood up: "Anyway, Inazuma and Liyue are the same to me, so I'll just go to Inazuma."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Zhongli with only a small silhouette.

Zhongli looked away; he knew Mu Xian would go to Daoqi's place.

However, it will probably take a long time.

We have to find a way...

"Mr. Zhongli."

The sound pulled Zhongli back to reality.

Turning around, a man looked at Zhongli respectfully: "Mr. Yun, she wants to talk to you."

Mr. Yun?

The girl on stage who was secretly watching Mu Xian?

Zhong Li remained expressionless, glanced at the empty seat next to him, and then looked past the empty seat, following the railing down to the street below.

A short while later, Zhongli stood up from his seat and said calmly, "I understand."

Up in the pavilion, a certain emperor who had feigned death left the stage following the directions.

Downstairs in the attic, a short-haired girl carrying a food box remained stunned, still not having recovered from the performance, even after the opera had ended.

"?!?!"

The yellow bear's voice brought Xiangling back to her senses. Her expression dimmed for a moment before she said, "Okay, Guoba, I'll be there soon."

"????"

"No way, how could I possibly..."

At this point, Xiangling's tone became somber: "Guoba, it's been so long since we've seen Brother Muxian..."

"?!"

"Thank you, Guoba."

As if she could understand Guoba's words, Xiangling's low spirits lifted considerably with a hum: "But let's go check on Hutao first."

"I'll make some delicious food later and go to Yunlaihai to see how Brother Muxian is doing?"

“??,?!”

"I knew it, Guoba would stay with me. I'll make you something delicious later. How about Qingxin stir-fried slime?"

"!!!"

"Hey? Wait for me, Guoba!"

The girl's voice gradually faded away, and the boy leaning against the edge of the street put down the book that was covering his face.

"Big Brother..."

The familiar address made Mu Xian look behind him, only to see people coming and going, but none of the familiar faces he used to know were there.

But never mind, the once-great Guhua has already fallen into decline, and five years have passed, so Mu Xian has no intention of reviving Guhua.

Turning his gaze away, Mu Xian did not choose to return to the Hall of Rebirth.

Zhongli's words earlier made Muxian think about Inazuma's life.

For Mu Xian, those memories were insignificant, after all, he himself back then... was also insignificant.

"We're about to set sail, so of course we should have a few more drinks."

"How about it, want to have a few drinks?"

"Don't worry, your older sister won't get drunk. And even if I did, well... I still have you..."

"Tch, this is really...boring..."

...

A hearty laugh echoed from the tavern, pulling Mu Xian back from his reverie, only to find himself inexplicably at a tavern by the docks.

A sudden surge of courage arose in his otherwise confused mind as he entered the tavern, where a waiter blocked his way.

"Little brother, this is not a place for you to play."

The tavern waiter squatted down and coaxed Mu Xian like a child.

Mu Xian did not answer, but looked past the waiter into the depths of the tavern.

Perhaps because he was too short, Mu Xian did not get to see the person he was supposed to meet.

The courage he had mustered vanished abruptly. He looked back at the waiter in front of him, glanced at him silently for a few moments, and then turned and left.

Inside the tavern, Beidou, who had been completely drunk, suddenly regained some clarity and looked out of the tavern as if sensing something.

One of the waiters turned and went back into the tavern. Several birds flew over the distant dock, and the sound of the tide came in from outside the door.

"Big Sister Beidou, some people from the General Affairs Department want to hitch a ride on our ship to Liyue." The voice made Beidou look away.

"General Affairs Department?" Beidou slammed down his drink in frustration. "I have no respect for those law-abiding guys. Tell that guy to go on another ship."

The empty wine glass slammed onto the table, the sound clearly audible throughout the tavern.

The tavern owner looked at the source of the sound with some displeasure, but when he saw the person who stood up, he silently looked away.

"Let's go, boys, let's set sail."

His cheerful voice showed no trace of his previous drunkenness as Beidou walked towards the dock: "Same as always, let's go for a stroll around Guyun Pavilion first."

...

White clouds drifted like pastures, and the sun shone brightly. Guided by Buyun, Keqing stepped onto the Qunyu Pavilion.

To be honest, if it weren't for the strange events that occurred in the Abyss of Laminaria yesterday, Keqing wouldn't have wanted to see Ningguang.

Although they are both members of the Seven Stars, they often have disagreements due to their different philosophies. Moreover, given what happened five years ago, their relationship can only be described as that of colleagues at best.

"Miss Yuheng, Lady Ningguang is currently discussing matters. You may wait here for a moment." Baishi respectfully handed over a bowl of hot tea.

Ke Qing took the hot tea and nodded: "I understand."

Yuheng's seriousness is evident to all of Liyue, and Baishi also knows that Keqing will not wander around the Jade Pavilion.

He nodded and smiled politely at Yuheng Star, then left the room, giving Keqing ample privacy.

The room became extremely quiet in an instant, but Keqing, who was used to it, didn't think much of it.

The aroma of tea wafted out from under the open lid. Upon smelling the aroma, Ke Qing frowned slightly and closed the teacup.

Faint conversations could be heard coming from the next room behind her, and Ke Qing could hear Ning Guang speaking in them.

Perhaps sensing that the matter being discussed might be confidential, Keqing decided to leave the room.

A secret is a secret, and Keqing would not choose to eavesdrop out of curiosity.

But as soon as she moved away from her seat, Ke Qing accidentally overheard some words.

For example, Mu Xian.

Her steps suddenly stopped, and she turned her head, her pinkish-purple pupils staring at the wall that separated the next room.

Chapter 24 The price of the door bolt for the Jade Pavilion is...

Should we go there?

Reason told Keqing that she shouldn't go there.

But when Keqing came to her senses, the wall was only one person's distance away from her.

The conversation was clearer than before, and Ke Qing recognized that the other person speaking was Ye Lan.

"As a friend, I have some advice for you: now is not the right time to go to Inazuma."

"No matter what, I absolutely have to go to Inazuma!"

“If you’re so stubborn, I can’t stop you. After you leave, I’ll hand over your work to someone else.”

"You've finally done something that makes me happy these past few years."

"It's too early to be happy. You might not find what you're looking for in Inazuma."

"So what if I can't find him? I should have gone to see him sooner."

"And then what? Five years ago, Mu Xian might have forgiven you, but five years later, do you think he can still forgive you?"

Mu Xian, Dao Qi still has forgiveness?

These few words allowed Keqing to guess a lot, and then she looked on in disbelief.

But what could be done? The disbelief was quickly replaced by joy, bursting forth the pent-up frustration of the past five years.

The memories of that disappointed look in the prison cell and the figure falling into the sea gradually faded, and other memories hidden behind them kept emerging.

Lost, she was sheltered behind Mu Xian, who was her younger self, as she faced a seemingly kind but gloomy gaze ahead...

The wound on his knee was slightly cold from the medication; his face was so indifferent, yet his movements were so gentle...

Missing her father, Yaoyao shoved Mu Xian. Even though he was the one Yaoyao scolded the most, she turned around and comforted him, who was also being blamed...

"I've tried so hard to get used to life without him these past five years, even though..."

Habit? But how could I possibly get used to it?!

Keqing gripped her right hand, but it wasn't just her right hand that was trembling; her entire body was shaking.

When the door was opened, Bai Shi, who was standing outside, was startled.

"Lord Yuheng?" Baizhi asked tentatively, noticing that something was clearly wrong with Keqing.

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