"Is this how you entertain guests?"

"I'm your boss!"

"Didn't I agree that I wouldn't get angry?"

The tall man followed the other man and asked gently, "Adonis, you are angry now."

Hearing this, the man who was walking quickly in front stopped and asked, "Shouldn't I be angry?"

Pantalone paused, "You should be angry, but you know it's not time for you to kill me in revenge."

Su Ming: ...

makes sense.

Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you get angry and become sick, no one will replace you...

"Big brother, who didn't mind my bad luck but entrusted me with important tasks, was the one who pushed me to my death last time." Su Ming sneered, put his arm around Pantalone's shoulders, and lowered his voice, "How do you think I should kill you?"

Hearing this, Pantalone curled his eyes and said, "Maybe I will chop you to death, Adonis."

Su Ming looked down at Pantalone's hand hanging by his side and said, "I think that's unlikely."

Su Ming sighed and patted Pantalone on the shoulder. "Forget it. I didn't get a revenge script, and I don't have that much hatred to accumulate. You're lucky."

Hearing this, Pantalone raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Why do I feel like you don't want to take over my task and be forced to work overtime?"

Su Ming: ...

"You're right." Su Ming patted Pantalone's shoulder again and sighed slightly, "I really don't have the energy to hate someone."

As he spoke, Su Ming walked along the path towards Xumi City, his eyes fixed on the road beneath his feet.

"Having no hatred is not suitable for the fools." Pantalone smiled and said softly: "Every one of us seems to have a bit of paranoid emotions, including the young master."

"It's different." Su Ming spread his hands, "You were picked up, the young master's biological children, and I was sent over by myself, my teacher, and my family."

Pantarone: ...

It sounds nice!

The notorious executive officer is the adopted son?!

"Where's the slice?" Pantalone smiled and did not continue the previous topic. He asked, "After I get the slice, I have to go back to Winter Solstice to take a look, and then go through the quest process to get out."

Su Ming raised his chin towards Xumi City and said, "In the city, little yellow-haired boy, take it and go find it yourself."

"Yeah." Pantalone nodded, waved at Su Ming, and turned to leave.

Su Ming stood there, looking at Pantalone's back, and suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" A red-gold figure appeared beside Su Ming, and said in a steady voice, "You seem to be thinking about something bad?"

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded, "I actually have never quite understood who wants to kill me. Everyone in Liyue Harbor is a murderer, but it seems that there is a lack of a leader."

At that time, the wealthy Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and the Su family, one did not interfere, and the other was their own family.

In addition, the leader is Lord Maocai, but who is behind Lord Maocai?

The gods will not personally contact the mortals whom they use as cannon fodder, so who is contacting Lord Maocai?

"Have you figured it out now?" Zhongli crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes calm.

“Yes.” Su Ming nodded and said softly: “Pantalonie, no… it should be said that it is Pantalone, the Liyue man who cannot be noticed by the gods. Only when he becomes the man behind the scenes, the real god behind the scenes can be completely invisible.”

At this point, Su Ming turned his head to look at Zhongli, and suddenly asked curiously: "Did you know that he has always wanted to backstab you?"

“I know.” Zhongli nodded and seemed to chuckle, “But I don’t care.”

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming hesitated to speak, "When he heard this, he was so angry that his eyes turned red..."

"Why would a mortal like Zhongli care about such a thing?" Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out to pat Su Ming's head. "But Yanling, why don't you care about betrayal?"

Su Ming was almost forced to lower his head. Hearing this, he sighed helplessly, "You're talking as if I've never betrayed anyone..."

"Love and hate are too far away for me. Outsiders like us who like to scare people can't understand them." Su Ming shook his head and shook off Zhongli's hand. "Besides, I don't completely ignore it."

Hearing this, Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh?"

"Sir." Su Ming thought for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. He said softly, "Do you want to see the rich executives and travelers join forces to travel in Xumi and be forced into a cycle?"

"And then?" Zhongli's eyes flickered, and he seemed a little interested.

Su Ming smiled, stretched his body and sighed: "I encountered an accident and lost all my money. I can't use the Chen Ge pot, and I can't find me."

"A recurring dream of becoming a little beggar."

Hearing this, Zhongli thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you want to scare Ying and your boss, or..."

I have to say, it's quite fun.

Hearing this, Su Ming spread his hands and said, "I want to see what Pantalone will do when he has nothing. I can't think of any ideas to make money recently."

A few gods eat his food and use his money, and the wallet seems to be connected to a bottomless pit.

Although the savings are sufficient, who would complain about having too much money?

"Okay." Zhongli chuckled and nodded, "I have nothing to do these days, so I can play with you."

Su Ming smiled, lowered his eyes to look at the ring on his hand and thought about who else he could throw into this dream to play with.

A big show would definitely be more fun if there were more people!

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