Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

"Master of the family?"

Thomas snapped out of his daze and saw a tall, blue-haired man standing in front of him. He quickly bowed to the man.

"So Thomas was here too."

Ayato Kamisato's tone was flat, but Thomas could clearly tell that Ayato's tone was not good.

This was a hint to Thomas, who, as the housekeeper, knew what his master meant.

"Miss Kamisato, Master of the family, I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

The red figure slowly withdrew from the room, leaving only the Kamisato siblings in the large study.

"Brother."

Linghua stopped what she was doing, bowed slightly to her brother, and smiled gently, her expression unchanged.

Ayato stood still, simply watching Ayaka without responding.

As the older brother, Ayato knew very well what his younger sister was thinking.

Perhaps that's why Ayato hesitated.

Hesitantly, he wondered whether he should tell the news that Mu Xian had died on the day the Eye Hunt Order was lifted.

"Brother?"

Ayaka's call brought Ayato's unfocused pupils back into focus.

"Linghua, I've come this time... to tell you about Mu Xian."

Ayato, regaining his senses, remained calm, only to see his younger sister lower her head and begin writing again.

He acted as if he didn't care about what he was saying.

A pang of guilt flashed through her mind again, and Ayato continued, "Not long ago, I assigned him a mission, and he may not be back for a long time."

Linghua continued writing on the paper, quietly.

"This time, when he comes back, I won't stop you anymore."

Ayato muttered to herself, then whispered, "I'm sorry, but no matter what you do, I will support you, brother."

Seeing that Linghua's movements did not stop for a moment, Ayato silently left the room.

Thomas stood outside the door, looking at Ayato with some concern.

"Don't worry, Ayaka is fine."

Ayato guessed what Thomas meant and said, "Go to the room and take care of the young lady."

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Thomas pushed open the door and entered.

What I saw was Linghua putting down her brush, sitting upright behind her desk, staring straight ahead.

But Thomas sensed that Ayaka wasn't looking ahead.

“Miss,” Thomas said, “is there anything I can help you with?”

"Thoma..."

Ayaka snapped out of her reverie, staring blankly at Thomas. "You've been at the Kamisato family for a long time now, so long that I can't even remember..."

Thomas tried to speak, but found that the young lady looking at him was laughing.

This time, Thomas could sense the bitterness in the smile.

“My elder brother would never make the same mistake I did.”

"However, it seems that my brother has forgotten today. The only person who can give him orders now is that palace official."

As Linghua spoke, she picked out the papers from the table.

The paper was stained with ink; half of the writing was delicate and graceful, while the other half consisted of just a few wildly flowing lines.

"Thomas?"

"exist."

"Take this paper outside and burn it."

...

The yellow paper burned in the brazier, but Mu Xian watched it intently.

Zhongli stood to the side with his hands behind his back, also looking at the brazier.

The atmosphere between the two men, one big and one small, was much more oppressive without the girl.

This oppressive atmosphere caused the relatives kneeling beside the coffin to cry much louder than at previous funerals.

Mu Xian, who always wanted peace and quiet, couldn't stand the crying, but since it was part of her contractual duty, she could only stare at the brazier and endure it.

Mu Xian felt a mixture of envy and pity for the person lying in the coffin.

I envy him for not being dragged out of his coffin because of a contract, but I also pity him for being tormented by such cries even in death.

For some reason, Mu Xian suddenly missed that hall master.

Although it kept bothering me and making a bit of noise, I wasn't bothered by the crying.

In the two days since returning to Liyue from the Abyss of the Rocks, Hu Tao seems to have been seriously injured.

Although he can walk, he is not as lively as before and locks himself in his room. He did not even come out for the funeral of the dead in the Abyss of the Rock.

Since Mu Xian was relatively unfamiliar with the industry, he naturally couldn't hold the funeral alone. So he simply used the guy's collection as a threat, half-coercing and half-pleading, to get Zhong Li to put on a show.

However, while he claimed to be putting on a show, Mu Xian was actually just handing everything over to Zhong Li.

Mu Xian knew that for this all-around guest advisor, the essential work of the Hall of Rebirth was naturally beyond his grasp.

But Mu Xian forgot that no matter what it was, once this guy did it, he liked to do it perfectly.

For example, the extremely complicated funerals these past few days.

Every time Mu Xian asked Zhong Li, he was able to give a reasonable and well-founded answer, and occasionally he could even bring up anecdotes that Mu Xian had never heard of before as examples.

Mu Xian was somewhat suspicious. Perhaps it was a story he had never heard before that he had told him. After all, Mu Xian didn't know if what he said was right or wrong.

Thinking of this, Mu Xian suddenly heard Zhong Li calling him from behind.

"Are you free?" Zhongli asked without looking at him, as if he hadn't said anything.

However, Mu Xian heard it all clearly.

"I'm busy." Mu Xian's voice was even softer, mischievously trying not to let Zhong Li hear.

"In that case, go to Yunhan Society later. Someone wants to see you."

Perhaps Zhongli really couldn't hear, so he added to himself, "Don't let the hall master find out about this."

Chapter 26 Let's keep some distance

"Yun Jin?"

Upon hearing the name, Mu Xian shook his head: "I have a vague impression of it. Perhaps I've heard this name somewhere before."

“You know her,” Zhong Li said. “In five years, not only have you changed, but everyone else has changed a lot too.”

"So what?" Looking at the bustling street, Mu Xian said indifferently, "They have nothing to do with me."

After he finished speaking, Mu Xian sensed that Zhong Li had stopped.

Somewhat puzzled, I looked up and saw Zhongli standing there staring in a certain direction.

Following the gaze, Mu Xian saw people coming and going, but he immediately spotted a suspicious-looking person.

Although the man deliberately relaxed his body, his habitual, subconscious movements made Mu Xian realize what this guy's profession was.

Thief.

Perhaps intentionally, the person accidentally bumped into a passerby.

After exchanging apologies, the man had an extra wallet in his hand, which bore the logo of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce.

After looking at the man for a while, Mu Xian looked away and continued walking towards Yunhan Society.

"You weren't like this before."

Zhongli followed behind and asked, "Aren't you going to help?"

"Then why don't you go help?" Mu Xian retorted, "You're much better suited to deal with these thieves than I am now."

“I can’t interfere in these matters,” Zhongli said somewhat frankly. “This… is another kind of contract.”

"If you're not going, don't ask me to go either," Mu Xian said. "I'm fed up with getting scolded for helping others."

"Perhaps this time will be different."

Zhongli said leisurely, "Why don't we try again?"

"Haven't I tried enough?"

Mu Xian stopped and looked at Zhong Li, as indifferent as ever: "Just how despicable am I that I have to be dragged back from the dead to repeat the same things?"

“That’s not how it is…” Zhongli looked away, but said nothing more.

The two remained silent, but soon a commotion broke out on the roadside.

Mu Xian didn't care about the source of the commotion, but a boy grabbed the thief from before and walked past him.

The boy caught a glimpse of Mu Xian's face out of the corner of his eye, stopped in his tracks, and looked at Mu Xian.

However, Mu Xian was faster. Before the boy could even see him clearly, he took a step with his right foot and distanced himself from the boy, passing by him.

"Mr. Zhongli."

"Greetings, Young Master Xingqiu."

Two voices greeted him from behind, but Mu Xian quickened his pace, widening the distance between them.

Before long, Zhongli bid farewell to Xingqiu who had come to greet him, and caught up with Muxian before arriving at the gate of Yunhan Society.

Perhaps knowing about Mu Xian and that cheap junior brother, Zhong Li didn't say anything when he caught up with Mu Xian.