Xingtie: My mission master joins the chat group.

The Hall of the Rebirth, which symbolizes death and separation, seems deserted on weekdays, no matter how lively the festival is.

The place was only a little lively when Master Hu was soliciting customers at the door.

Many people will stop here to see what's going on.

But today, there was no Master Hu shouting outside the door or soliciting customers on the road.

The Hall of Rebirth became lively.

Ningguang is the most famous of the Seven Stars.

The Seven-Star Secretary, the Half-Immortal Beast Ganyu.

And, three true immortals who are high among the clouds!

How could such a scene not attract people to come and watch?

Especially since Ningguang hadn't arranged for the Thousand Rock Army to stop them.

"I wonder what brings you to the Hall of Rebirth?"

Trying his best to control his twitching eyes, Zhongli looked at the people in front of him in confusion.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Mao slid down to his knees and came in front of Zhongli. With a respectful look on his face, he shouted:

"Emperor!"

"?!"

"Wrong, wrong!"

Liu Yun flapped his wings and pointed out that Lin Mao had made a mistake.

After hearing this, Zhongli came to his senses and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"My friend, you are joking. I am just an ordinary guest official of the Wangsheng Hall. How could I be the Rock God who rules Liyue?"

"Moreover, Yan Shen was assassinated this morning, and the Wangsheng Hall is considering holding a funeral ceremony to send off the immortal. However, it seems a bit inappropriate to hold a funeral ceremony when Yan Shen was just assassinated."

As he spoke, he looked at Ningguang, and Ningguang was also looking at him.

The two seemed to be discussing something.

Ningguang's eyes looked him over.

He nodded, "Indeed."

If we hold a ceremony to send off the immortal now, the people of Liyue will definitely be dissatisfied.

It is better to wait for a while before holding it.

At this time Lin Mao climbed up from the ground and looked at him. Zhongli took a step back unconsciously.

Looking at him, Lin Mao scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry I made a mistake."

Hearing this, Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief. It was almost there, just that little bit!

My retirement plan is about to be cut in half.

Fortunately, my disguise was good enough that even old friends like Liu Yun couldn't see through it.

But who is this guy now?

Why did you come to Liyue Harbor with Liu Yun and others?

And what is their purpose in coming to Liyue Harbor?

There was no tension between him and Ningguang, and she didn't look like she was here to call for revenge.

"Then I'll do it again."

Lin Mao's voice sounded in front of him, pulling Zhongli back from his thinking state.

Watching him moving away from him, Zhongli was a little confused. What did it mean to start over again?

stab-

In front of countless people, Lin Mao performed the sliding kneeling again, sliding directly from the gate of the Wangsheng Hall to in front of Zhongli.

Shouting, "Meet the Little Emperor!"

The words were full of respect.

At this time, the three immortals behind also took action. They saluted Zhongli at the same time and shouted the same words as Lin Mao.

"Meet the Little Emperor!"

"Ugh?"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ganyu opened her little mouth slightly and let out a cute sound.

The whole person looks silly.

Seeing his master like this, he hesitated for a moment and bowed to Zhongli, "Greetings to the Little...Emperor."

Zhongli was silent, staring at the scene in front of him, his eyes twitching even more violently than before.

It took a long time to spit out the words that were growing in my mouth.

What the hell is this little emperor!

But now is not the time to think about this issue.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable to him. If he is not careful, his true identity may be discovered if he reveals any clues.

By then, my retirement plan will be cut in half.

Moreover, based on his observations, these people could not truly determine his identity at the moment.

Maybe the name 'Little Emperor' is also a lie to him.

Therefore, at this time, we must not expose any flaws, and we must also find ways to dispel these people's doubts.

He pretended to be calm and said, "I think you immortals must have made a mistake. I am Zhongli, a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall. How can Zhongli, a mere mortal, be the 'little emperor' that you immortals are talking about?"

"Also... I am well-versed in history, but I didn't know there was a character called 'Little Emperor' in Liyue..."

After hearing these words, passers-by who were also shocked began to discuss in low voices.

"Yeah, I've only heard of the Emperor, but not the Little Emperor."

"Could these immortals have made a mistake?"

"I watched Zhongli grow up, how could he be the so-called 'little emperor'..."

"..."

The corners of Zhongli's mouth twitched involuntarily.

These words came to my mind as I watched myself grow up.

Although this body is my identity when I walk in the mortal world, I don't have to disguise myself since childhood.

So when he said, "I have watched him grow up," he felt a little uncomfortable.

What out of nothing.

However, he obviously could not respond to this matter, as once he responded, he would be completely exposed.

The retirement plan went bankrupt on the spot.

bang——

Lin Mao slapped the ground hard.

No one saw how he stood up; he got up from the ground in the blink of an eye.

Blushing, he rebuked: "Do you understand the Emperor or do I understand the Emperor!"

"We, the immortals, have followed the Emperor for thousands of years..."

Liu Yun moved his head and felt that the words sounded familiar.

"We live and die together, we prosper together, we suffer together!" Lin Mao worked very hard, his face flushed and his neck thick, and said: "Although we are the king and his subjects, there is no barrier between the king and his subjects!

"The relationship between us and the Emperor is like the moon and the stars, the sea breeze and the waves, poetry and melody..."

"?"

Liu Yun and the others had question marks on their heads, staring blankly at Lin Mao who was getting more and more excited as he spoke.

The more I hear these words, the weirder they seem.

Zhongli no longer cared about all these things. If he continued like this, he would become a little emperor even if he was not already one.

Passersby have already started discussing what Lin Mao said.

"As a relative and friend of the Emperor, the Immortal does know more than us."

"Perhaps the Little Emperor does exist, but he is not recorded in history books. Perhaps it is for protection?"

"..."

Just as Zhongli was about to speak, Lin Mao's voice rang out again.

"Little Emperor! Just think of it as Uncle Lin begging you here!"

Liu Yun and the other two immortals widened their eyes upon hearing this.

Lin...Uncle Lin?

If it wasn't inappropriate, Liu Yun would have pecked two holes in the opponent's head!

How disrespectful!

If Xiao were present, he would probably have taken out his spear and put on a Nuo mask.

Zhongli's mouth twitched after hearing this. He couldn't remember how many times he had been speechless in this short period of time.

Lin Mao didn't care about that. He looked at him and sighed, saying, "Even if you are dissatisfied with the Emperor, he is still your...father after all?"

Lin Mao was conflicted about whether it was the father or the mother.

In Liyue's history, Morax's incarnations include both male and female, so there would be no problem in calling them father and mother.

"Uh - after all, the Emperor is also your parent."

After much deliberation, Lin Mao decided to compromise and take the first character of each.

"Now that the Emperor has passed away, please be sure to follow his will and stop throwing tantrums."

"Otherwise, Uncle Lin Mao, Aunt Xian Yun, and the other... two uncles will be in a difficult situation."

Ignoring Liu Yun's cold gaze, Lin Mao pretended to be an elder and used both emotion and reason to persuade Zhong Li to let go of his "grudge".

"..."