I live a slow life in Genshin Impact

"Put this matter aside for now."

Feng Luo stopped talking.

"Whether the country collapses or not is a matter of fools, it doesn't matter."

"Didn't we also receive help from Tartaglia when we were in Liyue Harbor?"

After these words were spoken, everyone nodded slightly.

"That's true. He was very generous. Even though things ended unpleasantly, it seems like a strange kind of friendship?"

Paimon said stupidly.

"And Guo Beng seems to be completely different from those Fatui. He is very easy to get along with and has a good temper."

"He's a kind person."

"Since everyone says so, then I have no objection."

Hiiragi Chisato bowed slightly to Kunibeng to express his apology.

"It was just a little reminder from me just now, please don't mind it."

"It's okay. I don't mind."

Guo Beng waved his hands repeatedly.

His eyes were full of clarity and kindness.

What a good child!

For a moment, even Hiiragi Chisato wondered if his previous judgment was wrong.

How could such a good child be a fool?

"Let's talk business first."

Feng Luo brought the topic back on track and discussed some specific matters with Hiiragi Chisato.

The others were watching them discuss the matter. They were all very capable people and were very efficient in implementing certain things.

"Won't we get into trouble if we leave midway?"

"No, Shinnojo will go as my messenger, but he will not carry any letter."

"To conceal one's tracks?"

"This is a common practice in Inazuma, as those in important positions mostly have their own Kage Samurai."

"Shadow Warrior?"

"It looks very similar to the master, but it is used to block the knife for the master at critical moments. The master usually hides behind it and makes plans in secret."

"I see."

Feng Luo seemed to be thinking about something, and then started asking other questions.

Wait…does this have anything to do with us leaving the island?

Paimon felt that his little head couldn't keep up with the pace again.

However, while she was trying hard to sort out the details, Feng Luo and Hiiragi Qianli had already finalized the details, and the conversation between the two also produced a result.

"Okay, that's settled then. We'll bring your letter to you."

Feng Luo went through it again and it seemed like nothing was missing.

"Okay, it's really a pleasure to communicate with Mr. Feng Luo."

Hiiragi Chisato had a faint smile on her face.

During her conversation with Feng Luo, she felt unprecedentedly smooth and comfortable.

There was no discomfort or communication barrier.

What's even more rare is that Hiiragi Chisato didn't feel any deliberate flattery from the other party. Just the ordinary communication made her feel warm.

Because she had lived in a large mansion since she was a child, Chisato Hiiragi had always been subjected to all kinds of flattery and respect. Of course, there were also many pressures and expectations in secret. She even dared not reveal her thoughts too much when chatting with her younger sisters.

Because in Inazuma, everything is under high pressure, especially for women in large families.

Any remarks that go against eternity or are too extreme will be reprimanded or punished.

Living in such a big house, there are countless eyes watching you.

Chisato Hiiragi often finds it hard to breathe.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the person he met is also a young master of a noble family and has different views from others.

but……

In Feng Luo, Hiiragi Qianli felt another kind of true respect.

It was a feeling that came from the heart, without any caution, like the wind blowing across the plains.

This made the girl, who grew up in a mansion, curious for the first time.

Fortunately, the reserved education she received since childhood made her realize that now was not the time to talk more, so after bowing slightly, she took Xin Zhicheng away.

“They just left like that.”

Paimon muttered, "But... do we have to stay here for a while? I see there doesn't seem to be a branch of the Adventurers' Association on the island?"

"So... where should I live?"

Paimon and Ying stared at each other, and finally looked at Feng Luo at the same time.

"Well... this is indeed a problem."

Feng Luo thought for a moment and said, "I remember when we landed just now, Thomas seemed to have mentioned the International Chamber of Commerce here. Maybe we can talk to them."

"Great! Shall we go together?"

Paimon cheered, looking eager to try.

"You and Ying go."

Feng Luo shook his head and turned to look at Guo Beng: "Although it may just be a misunderstanding, if Guo Beng's true identity is really related to the Fatui..."

After a brief silence, he said:

"I hope you understand."

"Well, I understand..."

Guo Beng forced a smile. He was not good at hiding his expressions, so everyone could see the sadness on his face.

"The country collapsed..."

Paimon felt a little sorry to see him like this.

"There's no need to be so pessimistic."

Feng Luo: "At least we now have some information about your background, right?"

"You and I will go find the Fatui, maybe we can get some information."

"Shen He and A Jiu, just wander around here, don't cause trouble, and don't be afraid of trouble..."

After making the arrangements, several people began to act separately.

Paimeng and Ying, Shenhe and Ajiu, Fengluo and Guobeng, went in different directions.

"that……"

After walking for a while, Guo Beng finally couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Feng Luo, is the Fatui a bad organization?"

“It’s actually pretty good for me.”

Feng Luo shrugged: "There are good people and bad people in every organization. The so-called definition of good and evil is nothing more than a conflict of interest."

"I don't quite understand..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just need to know that the Fatui are not a good organization in the eyes of all the Inazuma people."

"Ah this."

Guo Beng smiled bitterly: "Is that so? In fact, I have a vague feeling in my heart that I might be a member of that organization."

"Hmm? Did you remember anything?"

"Not yet... but I am becoming more and more familiar with the Fatui organization."

"That's right..."

Feng Luo nodded slightly: "I also have something I want to tell you."

"what's up?"

"You may not just be an ordinary Fatui. I suspect you are a Fatui executive officer - a skirmisher."

Feng Luo spoke calmly, and the information made Guo Beng feel like a bolt from the blue.

"what?!"

Although Guo Beng didn't understand what the position of executive officer was, the word "skirmisher" made him feel an uncontrollable disgust in his heart!

His eyes were first shocked, then confused, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"me……"

Guo Beng couldn't help but breathe heavily, like a fish exposed to the air.

In his mind, some memory images of the past that seemed to be shrouded in fog were gradually taking shape.

Although it is still blurry, there is a faint hint of rich dark red and pitch-black shadows.