Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

In the small building where the Young Master and Disaster were temporarily staying, several envoys looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a moment, the old man couldn't help but speak, "But we Fatui have never felt so aggrieved!"

If you want to rob, then rob! If you want to make a scene, then make a scene!

Anyway, they have executives who can take the blame and run away. When two countries are at war, they don't kill envoys!

What does the trouble caused by the executive officer have to do with their envoys?

The aggressive and invincible Fool diplomat was speechless for the first time, and also received a contract signed by the executive officer from the other party...

This is a shame!

This is a stain on the tyranny of the fools!

"You'll get used to it..." Su Ming pursed his lips, and glanced at the receding hairline of the old man in front of him with a look of pity, "Believe me, this situation will happen again in the future!"

For example, Inazuma beheaded the executive officer, or a certain executive officer in Xumi was forced to self-destruct...

Even the protagonist Ying is wanted, the executive officer said...

Hearing this, the old man widened his eyes and looked at the white-haired young man in front of him in disbelief.

What words!

Su Ming patted the old man on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Think carefully, are there any of our twelve executives who are quiet and don't cause trouble?"

The old man's eyelids twitched, and the villain in his heart couldn't help but count on his fingers.

It seems... that they are indeed very likely to get into trouble...

Without waiting for the old man to say anything else, Su Ming silently took out the hair growth cream that he had prepared with Atractylodes macrocephala a few days ago, put it on the table, and quickly ran away!

The old man opened his mouth wide as he watched the executive officer's swift steps.

It’s confirmed that the executive officer is not only capable of causing trouble, but is also quite a rogue!

But being a bit rogue is more like their style...

"Teacher..." The young man holding the teapot had trembling hands and a hint of fear in his tone, "Does Lord Disaster mean that we will have to..."

They even make up stories for the executive officers to fool people!

You also have to spray each other!

The old man came back to his senses and pointed at the various bottles of drinks on the table. His fingertips trembled violently, "Quick...quick...quickly prepare the throat lozenges! Carry them with you from now on!"

The executive officer is good at taking the blame, but how could he do such a harm to his few hairs?

Thinking of this, the old man grabbed the hair growth kit on the table and stuffed it into his arms.

Amid the panic of the envoys, Su Ming quietly returned to the courtyard and took a furtive look inside.

The courtyard was quiet, as if no one had been there since Su Ming left.

Su Ming blinked, opened the door a crack like a thief, and slipped in.

The limping young man walked slowly into the house with light steps, then squatted in front of a jar and took out a bottle of wine from his pocket.

Behind the young man, the closed door quietly opened a crack.

A man in golden brown clothes stood outside the door, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

What are you doing?

A thief stole something from his own home?

Inside the house, the young man poured wine into the bottle slowly and carefully, and the sound of the wine dripping was suppressed to be barely audible.

Suddenly, Su Ming seemed to hear some sound.

He screwed up the bottle and put it in his backpack, looking at the wooden shelf in front of him with a puzzled look.

A rat got in?

Su Ming looked at the full wine jars in the room and frowned slightly.

These are all the wines brewed by Mr. Zhongli! They can’t be wasted!

After a while, Su Ming stood up and walked behind the wooden shelf filled with wine jars.

A touch of beautiful green came into view, and Su Ming paused.

Su Ming: ???

Su Ming looked at the figure trapped in the corner by the rock element halo. The speechlessness on his face could fill a book.

"You..." Su Ming pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "You were caught stealing wine?"

Wendy squatted in the corner, looking at Su Ming with a look of resentment in her eyes, "You didn't tell me that your family still has the old man's restrictions..."

The wine stolen from Su Ming last night was indeed delicious. I couldn't resist and planned to have a second drink. Who would have thought that the old man would actually impose restrictions on this small courtyard!

Osel didn't even take any action when he came out. Was it necessary just for the wine?

"Shouldn't it be normal for the wine brewed by the master to have restrictions?" Su Ming blinked his eyes, looking innocent, "This is the wine brewed by the master!"

Wendy was speechless for a moment, and she actually felt as if she was seeing one of her fanatical followers.

He sighed, his eyes fell on Su Ming, "You...are you here to steal wine too?"

Do you have to steal wine from your own home?

I can’t figure it out…

Su Ming restrained his smile and said righteously, "Yes!"

"Tsk..." Wendy grinned, looking unconvinced, "Do I need to be quiet to get it?"

If he wasn't a god, he probably wouldn't have noticed that Su Ming was stealing wine!

"Just take it!" Su Ming reached out and knocked on the wine jar next to him, tilting his head, "Why would I steal in my own home?"

Wendy sat cross-legged on the ground, not caring at all about the light dust staining her socks, "So..."

"So?" Su Ming raised his eyebrows.

Wendy smiled and winked, "Do you want to look back?"

Hearing this, Su Ming's body stiffened slightly.

It seems... it does feel familiar...

Su Ming turned his head slowly, his eyes fixed dully on the man who was walking around nearby.

Zhongli was wearing loose traditional Liyue clothes and looked very relaxed.

His gaze swept across the two drunkards, one big and one small, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

So what happened to Su Ming? Why did he love drinking so much? And why did he always drink secretly?

Zhongli waved his hand, canceling the restriction on the rock element, and then looked at Su Ming, "How is Xiao?"

Hearing this, Wendy raised her eyebrows, quietly opened a jar of wine, squinted her eyes and smelled it.

"I have entrusted the evil spirits to Ying." Su Ming touched the ring and said softly, "I will not deal with the evil spirits in the near future."

"Yes." Zhongli nodded calmly, and suddenly noticed Su Ming leaning against the wooden frame for leverage, "Your feet?"

Su Ming looked down and said, "Unlucky, it doesn't matter!"

Used to it.

Wendy looked up silently, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

I passed my bad luck to him the first time we met!

Not only did the strings break, but he almost fell off the roof!

But the old man doesn't seem to be infected by bad luck...

Zhongli's eyelids twitched slightly, and he looked at Su Ming seriously for a moment before looking away, "It seems that the traveler interrupted your battle..."

"Yes." Hearing this, Su Ming sighed helplessly, "But even if I don't interrupt, I will be interrupted by bad luck."

No one can predict where they will get unlucky, such as this little wine bottle that is rolling towards them.

Su Ming stretched out his toes and stuck the bottle under the wooden rack, then looked at Zhongli, "So what should we do with this drunkard who stole the wine?"

"Hey, I'm not stealing the wine!" Wendy shrugged and tilted his head. "Wine is the source of inspiration for the bard!"

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, "Is this why you broke into someone's house?"

Hearing this, Wendy shut up.

Whose house has a restriction imposed by the gods?