Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 258 Young Master

After saying goodbye to Ganyu and Grandma Ping, Lin Huan slowly walked down the mountain path towards Liyue Harbor. As an immortal, she was detached from the world, but she was also bound by many worldly matters, just like a bird bound by a thread, unable to fly freely in the sky. However, everyone in this world has their own responsibilities, and she is no exception, and she is happy to do so.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun was like a soft veil, quietly falling on the buildings of Liyue Harbor, and the entire harbor was dyed a charming orange-red. Lin Huan's footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and each step was steady and calm. She knew very well that Master Tartaglia was like a sharp arrow hidden in the shadows, and could threaten the peace of Liyue at any time.

When passing by the teahouse on the rock, Lin Huan quietly concealed her own breath, like a wisp of light smoke blending into the surrounding environment, and quietly observed the teahouse. The teahouse was filled with the aroma of tea, and tea drinkers came and went. At first glance, everything seemed normal. But with the keen perception of an immortal, Lin Huan still noticed something strange. She squinted her eyes slightly and soon caught the special fluctuations around the teahouse. This fluctuation was unique to the Kingdom of Winter and was incompatible with the peaceful atmosphere of Liyue Harbor.

"Young Master, what on earth are you planning?" Lin Huan thought to himself, his eyebrows slightly raised.

When she walked into the Baiju Inn, she felt a strange feeling. Inside the inn, the travelers were divided into several small groups, talking quietly. Lin Huan quietly approached one of the groups and listened attentively. It turned out that they were talking about the debt collection of the Yanshang Tea House.

"I heard that Yanshang Teahouse owes a lot of money, and those debt collectors look very fierce." A traveler who looked like a businessman whispered, looking around uneasily.

"I don't think this matter is that simple. There are always some sneaky people around the teahouse recently." Another person continued, his eyes full of confusion.

Lin Huan's heart moved, and she secretly felt that this debt collection must be related to the Fatui. While she was thinking, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, interrupting her thoughts.

"Ms. Lin Huan, you came back a little late today."

Lin Huan turned around and saw Young Master Tartaglia standing at the stairs. He was dressed in a dark grey suit and looked very neat. There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes, as if he was examining something interesting.

"Mr. Tartaglia, I was delayed by something today, so I came back a little late." Lin Huan responded politely, while naturally observing the young master's expression.

The young master walked down the stairs slowly, his boots making a gentle, rhythmic sound on the wooden stairs. "Miss Lin Huan seems to be quite interested in the Yanshang Teahouse?" The young master asked casually, with a faint smile on his lips.

Lin Huan's heart was slightly moved, but his face remained calm. "On the way back, I heard people talking about it, and I became curious. This teahouse is quite famous in Liyue Harbor, and the current situation is really puzzling."

The smile on the young master's lips deepened, like a cunning fox. "Business in this world is all about interests, it's hard to explain clearly."

Lin Huan nodded gently, a faint smile on his face, "Mr. Tartaglia is right. Liyue Harbor is a good place to do business, with complicated interests, so it's normal to have some minor disturbances. It's really strange that Yanshang Teahouse used to have such good business, but now it has debt problems."

Her gaze became somewhat distant, as if she was recalling the past appearance of Liyue Harbor. After a brief pause, she looked at the layout of the inn again, as if sharing her thoughts, "I have been away from Liyue Harbor for a while. Now that I am back, I feel that this place is both familiar and somewhat strange. This teahouse matter can be regarded as a small opportunity to understand the changes in Liyue Harbor."

Lin Huan's voice was calm and slow, and he naturally changed the topic from the Yanshang Teahouse to his overall feelings about Liyue Harbor.

"Mr. Tartaglia has been in Liyue Harbor for some time, so he should have some special feelings about the changes here, right?" Lin Huan looked at the young master with moderate curiosity in his eyes, just like a casual chat between friends.

The young master narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about Lin Huan's words, but he could not find anything special about Lin Huan's calm attitude. He smiled and continued the topic: "Miss Lin Huan is right, the changes in Liyue Port are quite interesting. When I first came here, I felt that the business atmosphere here was particularly strong, and all kinds of transactions were well organized. Now, I feel that there are some subtle changes."

There was a barely perceptible light in Lin Huan's eyes. She could tell there was something behind the young master's words, but her face remained calm. She just raised her eyebrows slightly and asked with a hint of confusion: "Oh? The changes that Mr. Tartaglia mentioned, are they like the Tea House on the Rock, or are there other new situations in Liyue Harbor?" Her question seemed ordinary, but in fact it led the topic to a general discussion.

The young master folded his hands over his chest and leaned on the handrail of the stairs, with a playful look in his eyes, "Ms. Lin Huan is very curious. However, the changes in Liyue Harbor are like the fog on the sea. It is not very clear, but it seems to affect everything. I just have a feeling, and I have to slowly figure out what it is."

Lin Huan smiled gently, as if agreeing with what the young master said, "So that's how it is. Liyue Harbor is like a book full of stories. It does take time to understand it. But I believe Mr. Tartaglia will definitely find something interesting." Her words sounded like a response, but also like a polite affirmation, preventing the young master from probing her any further.

The young master tilted his head, his eyes showing a more playful look. "I'm a little surprised that Miss Lin Huan thinks so highly of me. The situation in Liyue Harbor is very complicated, and I'm still slowly figuring it out."

Lin Huan kept a natural smile on her face. "Mr. Tartaglia is too modest. Whoever explores Liyue Harbor will gain something." After saying that, she glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside the window as if inadvertently. "It was a pleasure chatting with Mr. Tartaglia today, but it's getting dark soon. I feel a little tired today, so I want to go back to my room and rest first."

The young master stood up straight and bowed politely, "Miss Lin Huan, please go ahead. I hope you have a good rest."

Lin Huan bowed slightly in return, then turned and walked towards her room. Her steps were steady and unhurried, and her figure slowly disappeared at the end of the corridor, leaving no trace of suspicion.