In Genshin Impact, we start to save the Five Yakshas.

The former water goddess Funina: "Well, it looks good, but it's still a little inferior to Mo Mang Palace."

The former eldest lady of the Thorn Rose Club: "I agree, but it's too ostentatious. It looks like a nouveau riche."

The traveler who had traveled through five countries and her companions: "Not even as good as one finger of the Qun Yu Pavilion."

Clorinde:.......

"Shut up, you lowlifes! How dare you mock me?!"

The king's face turned red with anger. Every word from these guys made him feel that his bedroom had been degraded to nothing.

In front of them, he, the king, looked like a nouveau riche, especially the yellow-haired guy and the little thing next to her. What did he mean by not as good as a finger of the Qun Yu Pavilion? !

Although he didn't know what the Qun Yu Pavilion was, he still couldn't stand being compared to it, and being compared to nothing!

How could the king, who already harbored ill will towards those people, tolerate this? He immediately scolded them.

"Excuse me, Mr. King. We did not mean to offend you. If our words made you feel uncomfortable, please allow me to apologize for our offense."

Navia answered with a hint of apology, but the smile on her face made the king feel that she did not feel any apology at all.

"Traveler, why is he always so angry? I heard Sigwen say that this seems to be a disease, something like... bipolar disorder?!"

Paimon spoke in a low voice, but in this closed space it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Come here! Take down these rude guys!"

The king finally couldn't bear it anymore. Paimon's words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, making it difficult for him to maintain his hypocritical expression.

As soon as the king finished speaking, a large number of guards rushed in from outside the door, pointing their weapons at everyone and surrounding them.

"Wait, Your Majesty, we mean no harm!"

"But I do! Although I don't know who you are, you are connected to Charlotte. Your identity is no longer important. The blood of the Shadow Hunter will definitely help me complete my plan!"

After the king finished speaking, they could see surprise in each other's eyes.

The King knew they were Shadowhunters?

This identity is little known.

Moreover, he specifically emphasized the identity of Shadow Hunter. Why? Could it be that he had a grudge against Shadow Hunter?

Questions arose in everyone's mind, which was really unexpected, but it did not affect their plans.

Almost before arriving at the king's bedroom, several people had privately discussed changing their plans.

Charlotte has been arrested because she broke into the archives room. This alone is enough to make several people turn to Charlotte as the source of their information.

Because their weapons were confiscated, everyone was taken to prison with almost no resistance, and several people were locked inside with huge locks.

"Phew, the king's expression just now scared me to death, but I acted well, didn't I?"

"Paimon's acting was great. Let alone him, if I were the king, to be honest, I would be a little angry too!"

Navia said with a smile.

"Really? I'm so talented... But how are we going to get out then?"

As soon as the words fell, the cheerful atmosphere came to an abrupt end. No one had expected this.

"You...don't you have any idea how to get out?"

"I thought you guys did!" x4

"Uh haha, let's find Charlotte first, and we'll talk about it later if anything happens."

.......

"Your Majesty, the captain wishes to see you."

Inside the bedroom, the king, who had just sent everyone away, still had some anger on his face. He looked at the soldier who came to report with an unfriendly look, but he still held back his anger.

"Well, I want to see what he wants to see me for so long."

The king looked a little impatient, then returned to his seat and waited quietly.

After a while, footsteps were heard, and then a young guard came forward, knelt on one knee, and saluted the king.

“Your Majesty.”

"I heard you have something to talk to me about? Go ahead."

When Florian heard the other party speak directly to the point, he fell silent. After a moment, he figured something out and slowly stood up from the ground.

An inexplicable pressure emanated from him.

Then he said, "Your Majesty, do you know about the treasure?"

The king's eyes changed when he heard this, and he became cautious again: "Treasure? Where did you hear that from?"

"You don't need to know that. I just want you to tell me what you know."

Florian completely stopped pretending and walked straight up to the king, showing no respect at all.

If he hadn't been wearing a guard's armor, people would have thought he was attacked by an assassin.

Florian looked down at the king in front of him and said in a cold tone: "I have sent away the guards in front of your door. Believe me, you don't want to experiment with who they trust more between you and me."

As he spoke, Florian drew the white sword from his waist and thrust it into the seat beside the king, causing the latter to tremble with fear.

"Floraine, are you going to rebel?!"

"Rebellion? I have never been loyal to you, nor have I received any favor from you, so how can I say I am rebelling? On the contrary, you'd better be smart and tell me everything you know, otherwise I can't guarantee that my sword will not stick in the wrong place again next time!"

Florain's voice was calm, but it sounded like the devil to the king's ears.

He gritted his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead, showing how angry he was at the moment, but he had to restrain himself from getting angry. He didn't know why Florian, the captain of the guard he had appointed, would rebel, but he didn't dare to gamble with his life.

Damn it, if it happens a few days later, I'll make sure you know the consequences of speaking to me like that.

The king kept greeting Florian in his heart until the opponent's sword really attacked him, then he let go.

"Okay, I'll tell you..."

He said this with gritted teeth. He decided to endure it for a few more days. Before that, he would use some means to delay the other party.

"Of course I know the location of the treasure, but you have to make me believe that you will not regret it after learning about the treasure."

Florian's face changed slightly when he heard this. He looked up at the king who was considered to be extremely licentious in the eyes of outsiders. He thought that this guy would be scared and tell everything he knew, but he did not expect that the other party would be so calm and know how to negotiate terms with him.

And to be honest, Florian did intend to kill the hostage, but now, he can't.

After a moment of silence, he threw his sword at the door and stood there, opened the door, looked at the king in front of him and said, "From this position, you only need to shout and the sound will be heard outside. I think this will make you feel safe."

Florian's tone was calm, as if he had never intended to kill the king in front of him.

"Okay, then listen carefully. I will only say it once."

"I advise you not to try to be clever. During the days you have been in the palace, I have carefully screened some information. If what you say is inconsistent with the information I have obtained, this sword will pierce your head in the next moment."

"Humph, I don't even bother to do such a thing."

The king snorted coldly, but whether he was really willing to keep his promise or was forced by the situation, only he knew.