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

Amid the fear and panic of a certain Sea King, the duo of adult men drifted further and further apart.

Returning to the small building, Su Ming changed his clothes that were full of the smell of wine and leaned lazily against the head of the bed.

To avoid the wall plaster that fell from the roof and headed straight for his mouth, Su Ming rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

The young man gradually became drunk and fell into a dream.

……

The next day.

Su Ming slept until noon before he opened his eyes. The dream faded away quietly, leaving him unable to recall it.

Su Ming knocked his depressed head, rubbed the bruises casually with ointment, and then teleported to the small building where the young master was temporarily staying.

The poor executive, who had overdrawn his energy, curled up on the sofa and fell asleep, and the lampstand with only a little lamp oil left was dim.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Su Ming frowned slightly, walked forward and reached out to touch the young man's forehead.

Tartaglia woke up from her sleep and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Su Ming.

He lifted the blanket and stretched lazily, "When does the fleet set out?"

Hearing this, Su Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "In three days, the Fatui diplomatic envoys will arrive in Liyue and stay temporarily in the Northern Bank. You will take their ship to leave Liyue and return to Winter."

Hearing this, Tartaglia's expression changed slightly.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Tartaglia looked at Su Ming, "Then you..."

Su Ming bears half the blame, and maybe he will also be criticized by those flowery envoys, right?

Although the executive officer has an exclusive status, it cannot stop people from cursing him secretly behind his back, right?

Su Ming shrugged, "What's wrong with me? As an old Liyue proverb goes, the more debts you have, the less worries you have."

Hearing this, the corners of Tartaglia's lips twitched.

Is this how Liyue's ancient proverb is used?

And is this really an old proverb rather than a common saying?

Su Ming looked relaxed as he put down a few more bottles of medicine. "I'm going to handle a small task. You should take care of your injuries."

All the social animals in Zhidong Kingdom are scolding him, so what's wrong with having a few more envoys?

Besides, when the snake demon wreaked havoc in Liyue Harbor, he gained tens of thousands of emotional points, okay? ! Not a loss at all!

Besides, isn’t cursing an emotion? Although there are only one or two points from passers-by, the quantity makes up for the lack of quality!

Watching Su Ming put on the snake skin and leave in a dashing manner, Tartaglia was speechless.

Brother, even though you walked out of this door so casually, you will still be chased by the Qianyan Army, right?

Tartaglia took a bottle of aqua blue potion and drank it gulply as if she was familiar with it, then continued to curl up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket.

He could still complete his mission and return to Winter Solstice to rest for a few days, but his poor companions were either on missions or on their way to do missions.

Alas, poor Adonis!

……

In Xinyue Pavilion, in order to avoid being caught, Su Ming rarely put on the mask that all the fools had, and leaned leisurely in the armchair waiting for the main and supporting actors of the play to arrive.

The debt handler named Javert stood in front of Su Ming and lowered his eyes respectfully, "Your Excellency, this is the specific situation."

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded silently.

Javert glanced at the executive officer in front of him and took two steps back with lingering fear.

It was originally just a simple task of acquiring resources, why would this famous executive intervene?

Is there something else behind this deal?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore and could only wait quietly for the arrival of his trading partner.

After a while, Mr. Maocai, who had a small mustache, finally arrived.

Lord Maocai wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Javert, "Sir, I..."

Before Lord Maocai could finish his words, Javert waved his hand and said, "This is the executive officer, Lord Disaster. You are in charge of this transaction."

Looking at Javert's respectful appearance, Maocai Gong was stunned.

When he came to his senses, a trace of cold sweat had appeared on Maocai Gong's forehead.

The executive officer would actually interfere in such a small transaction? Then I...

Separated by a simple screen, the eavesdropping Ying and Paimeng couldn't help but hold their breath.

Through the small gap in the screen, Ying's eyes fell on the man in the armchair.

The man was wearing a uniform that was a mixture of ice blue and black. The ice blue fake Eye of God was shining brightly on his chest. His cloak was thrown casually on the table. His long legs were crossed together, and he was playing with the pink little pet with his fingertips.

The mask on the man's face was pitch black, and the flower-like patterns engraved on it lost their luster under his dark green eyes.

Although he has become a bit more masculine, he seems to be even more perverted...

Before Ying and Paimon could make eye contact, the perverted snake demon on the other side spoke.

Su Ming raised his head slightly, as if smiling, "Mr. Maocai?"

Lord Maocai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Sir, it's..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, he had never done business with the executive!

"Is the Fatui ready for the amber they purchased this time?" Su Ming pinched the tip of Sunset Loach's tail, and released his fingertips when the little pet opened its mouth to bite. "I heard that some people are not cooperating?"

Hearing this, Mr. Maocai laughed twice and said, "Mr. Chang Jiu is unwilling to sell it..."

"Really?" The cold voice struck everyone's heart, making them feel cold.

Su Ming put the sunset loach into his sleeve, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "The Fatui are not short of money, so things like bargaining for the price..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Javert's face changed, and he looked at Mr. Maocai with a cold gaze as if he was looking at a dead person, "You actually lowered the price?"

It is normal to lower the price for large-scale acquisitions, but that is done under the premise that the seller does not lose money.

No wonder Mr. Chang Jiu refused to sell the goods this time!

How much did Mr. Maocai bet in one transaction!

"The Fatui don't have a good reputation, and I don't care about this." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the white-haired executive stood up and pinched Lord Maocai's fragile neck with his palm. "You can bully others by taking advantage of your power, but if it delays the transaction..."

"Needless to say, Lord Maocai should also know the style of my subordinates."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Ming's lips. He threw Mao Caigong away like he was throwing away garbage and turned to leave.

The debt handler in the private room looked at the Leiying sorcerer and sneered.

Javert's eyes swept over the dark fingerprints on Mr. Maocai's neck and said coldly, "You know the consequences of delaying the transaction."

Before he finished speaking, the fools in the elegant room left one after another.

Behind the screen, Ying and Paimon looked at each other and noticed the solemnity in each other's eyes.

After a while, Mr. Maocai left here with a look of horror on his face.

Ying flashed out from behind the screen and stared at the chair where the snake demon had been sitting lazily. "It's really him."

Hearing this, Paimeng said worriedly: "If Disaster intervenes in this matter..."

That would be a difficult situation. The young master was like a cross-dressing master and got beaten up three times by Ying.

Another disaster...

Does anyone know if this snake demon has any other means of fighting?