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

Pearl boat.

The man in dark gold clothes was sitting in an armchair holding a wine glass. His peaceful face gave people the aura of a superior who looked down on others.

After a while, Zhongli sighed slightly and withdrew his gaze from the blond man who was already drunk.

He turned his head to look to the side, and happened to meet Su Ming's gaze.

"You seem to be paying a lot of attention to him?" Zhongli's voice was low and blended into the sound of the piano without being noticed.

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded, "Originally it was just an observation, and there was also a commission contract, but today..."

Having said that, Su Ming touched the ring on his finger.

The small ring engraved with the original stone pattern is very low-key, and the silver ring setting is carved to look like a vine.

Su Ming thought about it and said, "I found Su Huan in Qingce Manor today...my old notes."

"So?" Zhongli put down his wine glass and listened to the music from the side. "What do you feel?"

Su Ming was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I didn't know Kavi before. I heard about him from the intelligence."

"I always thought he was a very naive idealist. His ideals were so blazing that they could burn himself if he wasn't careful, but he remained fearless."

Hearing this, Zhongli nodded.

He saw that this was indeed Kavi's character.

"But today I saw the notes." Su Ming lowered his eyes and looked at the red wine in the glass. "I'm not an idealist, nor a hero like Ying. I'm just an ordinary worker who works hard for three meals a day."

Zhongli raised his eyes and looked at Su Ming.

The wine glass was held in the man's hand, the wine swirled in circles, and the bustling lights of the Pearl Boat and the elegant ladies fell into the glass.

Su Ming took a deep breath and whispered, "The warm side of Teyvat has also turned me into an idealist, right?"

The lofty ambitions in Su Huan's notes and other people's descriptions of Su Huan.

A child of destiny, full of young spirit.

But this is definitely not him.

"Yes." Zhongli thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Su Huan was an outsider with great ambitions, but he failed miserably.

"Perhaps I discovered something not so good. I think I was too high-spirited." Su Ming thought for a moment and concluded, "But I was already in a desperate situation, so I had to start over."

Hearing this, Zhongli sighed slightly, "It is undeniable that it takes courage to start over again."

Who would understand? His apprentice woke up from a sleep and wanted to die. He would turn into slag after death. He was an old man who was planning to retire and his legs were broken after running a little bit...

"I could have given my partner half of my luck and half of my bad luck, but I gave it all my luck." Su Ming tapped the table with his fingertips and whispered, "Perhaps my plan for our family to take refuge in the Kingdom of Winter was originally made before I set the fire?"

Zhongli was slightly startled, but when he met Su Ming's gaze, he didn't know how to explain, so he could only nod.

"My mother was originally a member of the Fatui, and my father joined the Fatui because of my death." Su Ming sorted out the logic and said slowly: "Later, the master felt that my parents were too miserable and gathered my soul together, so he told them a little bit."

Zhongli nodded. "Your arrangements before leaving were very thorough. As for why you wanted to join the Fatui..."

At this point, Zhongli thought for a moment and said hesitantly: "You seem to be saying... poor people tend to be arrogant when they suddenly become rich. You, Su Xiaoming, can only be diligent when you are working..."

Su Ming: ...

The originally melancholy mood disappeared in an instant, and Su Ming wished he could slap himself to death.

What words!

Although it's okay for him to be rich from a poor man...

"So I kicked myself out to work for a promotion and cause trouble..." After a long while, Su Ming blinked, "Or I should think of a way to go back. I think working for that bald boss may be poor but it won't cost me my life."

Hearing this, Zhongli snorted and laughed, "You said something before you left."

A question mark popped up on Su Ming's forehead and he looked at Zhongli.

“Hehe…” Zhongli lowered his head, his shoulders rising and falling slightly, “The bald boss won’t kill you, but you will go blind, and…”

"And what?" Su Ming vaguely felt that he was going to be killed and held his breath.

Zhongli recalled for a moment, then spoke calmly, "Your last words were... I'd rather die under the peony flowers than be a ghost. You don't have to live, but you, Su Xiaoming, will definitely be the dog of the beauty of Teyvat."

At that time, he was still wondering why Su Huan called himself Su Ming. Now he understood that his original name was Su Ming.

The river is flowing, surging, unrestrained and full of vigor and vitality. That is not Su Ming, but Su Ming who is deeply influenced by Teyvat.

The real Su Ming is always cautious and unremarkable.

Su Ming: ...

If the small system was willing to consume Su Ming's emotional value, it should have exploded by now.

Su Ming took a deep breath and waved his hand in self-abandonment, "It was indeed me."

It’s terrible. Is there any point in not admitting it now?

"Su Ming!" Kavi, with red cheeks, banged his glass against Su Ming's glass and said with a smile, "What are you talking about? This wine is really delicious!"

Su Ming was silent for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, "If it tastes good, drink more."

Before Su Ming put down his wine glass, a purple-red figure rushed over and sat on the empty chair next to him.

Su Ming looked up at the young master, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

The orange-haired young man had some broken skin on his cheekbones, and there were some scars on his knuckles when he took off his gloves.

Su Ming glanced at the young master, then turned to look at Xiao who was following behind him.

For some reason, Xiao changed out of his usual clothes into a light green robe that just reached below his knees, with his black pants tucked into his boots.

Xiao glanced at the young master and sat aside, "He had a fight with Ruo Tuo."

Su Ming's eyes flashed with realization, and he blinked, "Oh."

Fighting, young master, these two words don't go together at all.

The orange-haired man rubbed his shoulders, picked up the wine on the table to moisten his throat, and said softly: "I'm going to Xumi after the Moon-Chasing Festival, you..."

Tartaglia glanced at Su Ming and changed the topic, "I remember that you and Disaster have cooperation in the desert area. Can you arrange a guide for me?"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Su Ming's eyes.

He twirled the ring and nodded, "Okay."

Is the appearance rate of the young master so high?

Do I have to travel to all seven countries?

Su Ming pondered for a moment, then silently poked the small system, "Where is the mission report I asked you to scan and store a few days ago? Pull it out for me to see."

Small system: ...

It is becoming less and less useful and has been reduced to being a computer exclusively for the host.