Genshin Impact: I am a high-ranking official from various countries

"Most of these Fatui are not dead. Miss Ye Lan, please deal with them according to the law."

The yin and yang colors enveloped Chen Yue, and then disappeared on the spot.

Ye Lan then realized that the factory was full of Fatui who had fallen to the ground. The debtor in the middle had a clear knife wound on his back, and it was obvious that he had lost his vital signs.

After taking control of the factory, Ye Lan sat beside the factory thinking about Chen Yue's identity.

To describe it with an idiom, it is like a fairy, and in all likelihood it is an immortal.

While she was thinking, a yellow talisman floated under her feet. She picked it up in confusion, and her eyes suddenly changed. Now she had to hurry back to the Jade Pavilion to share the information with Ning Guangguang.

Poor Ye Lan still doesn’t know that Ningguang has sold her out.

He put away the talisman in his hand. This trip was not in vain as he still gained something.

At this time, Chen Yue was sitting at the Yunhan Society listening to opera.

Perhaps only some old friends knew what he looked like just now. For example, he used to like to tie his hair into a high ponytail, but under the influence of Zhongli, he started to grow small braids.

Alas, most of my friends from that time have gone by now. No matter how much I say, it’s useless. As I thought about making an appointment with him, I became emo.

I want to buy some osmanthus flowers and put them in the wine, but it’s a pity that I won’t see my old friend again.

However, Ningguang's information was indeed very reliable. If Ye Lan were to solve this problem, it might be a bit dangerous. Moreover, he underestimated Ningguang's speed. In less than half an hour, she told Ye Lan the information she had just obtained. It's worthy of you, Tianquanxing.

"Teacher Yixuan, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Chen Yue turned his head and saw a dramatist with purple hair.

"It's Mr. Yun. Long time no see. How have you been recently?" Chen Yue actually admired Yun Jin very much. After all, the role he played in promoting the lives of people at home and abroad was very valuable.

"Teacher Yixuan, you are joking. With your help, our Yunhan Society is much more lively than before. But I have a question. I wonder if you can answer it for me?"

"You can say whatever you want, and just call me by my real name."

"Why do you only compose music and never sing on stage? I think you have a nice voice. With your talent, you will definitely achieve greater success." Yun Jin said puzzledly.

"You mean this?" Chen Yue said nonchalantly. "Some of them I don't think are suitable for me, and some are just pure music, but I also have some that are just there."

For example, he was the man who made the wind god Barbatos cry with his singing. At that time, "The Wind Rises" is still popular in Mondstadt.

"Is that so?" Yun Jin said with sudden realization. She thought Chen Yue was like this because of his bad voice.

Chen Yue's original intention of writing music was just to bring good works to the world. In the past, he only submitted his works anonymously, but after he became famous, more things happened, until it extended to the current "Teacher Yixuan".

"Mr. Yun, if nothing goes wrong I will have a new work on the eve of the Lantern Festival, and I will need your help then." Chen Yue said this and left.

Calculating the time, there is still half a day before the incident in the Golden House, and there are still some things to do in this half day.

Mount Ozura.

Chen Yue arrived at his own immortal palace. Half a day was enough to do a lot of things, such as getting some necessary weapons.

His own immortal palace is different from those of other old guys. After all, only this place can be considered a real home. It has a refrigerator, a water dispenser, a telephone, and even air conditioning. Everything you can imagine is here.

He took out a bottle of Fengda from the refrigerator, took out a few ice cubes from the bottom and added them in, then took a big sip.

Ah... After a busy day, Master Chen's soul finally found relief.

Back then, he made a lot of money in Fontaine, and his status as a funeral artist had not been shaken for hundreds of years.

He took a look at his own small treasury. This was enough to build a country. How could anyone be without money? Couldn't he have as much as he wanted?

After all, he is a famous philosopher, military strategist, politician, mathematician, physicist, chemist, artist, revolutionary, Liyue martial artist, Inazuma martial artist, financier, alchemist... If there were Nobel Prizes in this world, he would probably have won hundreds of them. Even if he stayed at home, the copyright fees he collected would be enough to support the people of a city.

Chen Yue thought about his thousands of years of industry. In recent years, it seemed that the most profitable thing was his Seven Kingdoms Kill. The annual funds were enough to support several emperors.

Forget it, don’t think about it, it’s just a string of numbers.

If Chen Yue wanted, he could even go directly to Zhidong to be an arms dealer. After all, it would be more convenient to manufacture heavy weapons in Zhidong.

I looked at the clock on the wall. Oh, it's almost time. I opened the entrance to the basement, which is a secret that even the Seven Gods don't know.

After picking up a few handy weapons below, he left his immortal palace.

Arriving at the highest point of Mount Ao Zang, the Yin-Yang mask condensed on his face. He tied his hair into his favorite high ponytail, and Chen Yue's figure suddenly flew into the sky.

Zhongli in Liyue Harbor raised his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He had signed a contract and could not interfere in this matter, but with Chen Yue's personality, how could he not cause trouble?

There must be something important for him to appear in this image, and it is not ruled out that he is looking for fun.

"Traveler, you should think about it. If you want to stop an impending explosion, you might as well think about where the fuse is first."

After saying this, Zhongli slowly left.

A gleam of light flashed in Ying's pupils, and she looked somewhere.

Gold house.

Ying stood at the door of the Golden House and took a deep breath. Based on the speculation just now, it was very likely that the young master was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Unlike the original plot, since Ningguang has reached a deal with Chen Yue, Qixing is like a god's perspective. He first occupied the Northland Bank and then sent heavy troops to guard the Golden House.

After all, the Emperor's ancestral transformation is the thing that the Fatui want most, so the absolute safety of the Golden House must be guaranteed.

But this does not hinder the young master's plan.

When the traveler arrived at the Golden House, all he could see were the unconscious Qianyan Army. However, the Immortal Ancestor's Transfiguration was placed right in the deepest part of the Golden House.

Ying hurried forward to check, and was relieved when she found that there was nothing missing.

“Da da da.”

"You have already completed your mission as a [Guide], why are you still looking for trouble?"

A second person's voice suddenly sounded in an empty space, and the figure of Young Master Tartaglia slowly appeared at the end of the stairs.

"Well, who is it?" Paimon asked puzzledly.

"If you were the Fatui, you might get a generous reward from the Queen."

"But just now, I'm just a worthless nuisance."