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"Hey! What the hell did you bring us here for?!"

Paimon looked around at the unfamiliar environment and looked at Tartaglia with a wary expression.

Tartaglia smiled at the two of them and said, "Let me introduce myself to you. I am Tartaglia, the Fatui's executive officer, codenamed 'Chief'."

"Young Master?" Paimon looked Tartaglia up and down with some disdain. "What about your servant? Also, you don't look like a young master at all, young master? I think the thugs around you are more like you."

Tartaglia was not angry, and laughed, "Hahaha, he is a young master but not a real young master."

"Anyway, why did you bring us here? And why did you want to frame us!?" Yingzhi asked.

The situation could have been resolved peacefully just now, but it was because of this guy that they suddenly became terrorists. Now they are probably all wanted by the Qianyan Army.

"Yes, yes, we were fine just now, but you did this. Now we will definitely be regarded as terrorists by Liyue."

"Ah, well..." Tartaglia said, a little embarrassed. "I saw you were in trouble, and since we're friends, I came to your aid."

Ying sneered, "Friends? What you call friends are those who frame others and make them suspects?"

"Well, I really didn't mean it. I didn't expect this to happen. After all, I love making friends. How can I just stand by and watch my friends in trouble?"

Ha, Ying was a little disdainful when she heard this. Just stand by and watch? That was easy to say, but now that it was like this, this guy brought them here again. Who knew what he was going to do? Let's just wait and see.

"So, what is your ultimate purpose in bringing us here?"

"Purpose? I don't have any purpose. To be precise, I brought you here not because you are my friends, but because we are in the same boat."

Ying quickly stopped him, "Hey! You're talking nonsense! When did we become people in the same boat? We are Su Mo's friends! Friends of one of the Seven Stars! We even know Yuheng Star Keqing!"

You little brat, you want to trick her into saying something wrong on purpose? You wish!

"Yes, yes, we know both of the Seven Stars! We are friends of the Seven Stars!" Paimon also echoed.

"Haha, what if I tell you that it was the Seven Stars who killed the Rock King Emperor!"

"What!?"

Ying and Paimon looked at Tartaglia in shock, then reacted and looked at each other.

"Impossible! How could such a powerful Rock King be killed by a mortal like Qixing? Besides, Su Mo is our friend. He can't do this!"

"Yeah, even if you make it up, make it better. This trick is useless." Paimon arrogantly stretched out a finger towards Tartaglia and shook it in front of him.

Tartaglia smiled slightly, "Then how do you know Su Mo would know about this?"

"Hmm?" Paimon and Ying exchanged glances, a little confused.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that we, the Fatui, have discovered that Qixing is the murderer of the Rock King, and your friend Su Mo is the only one who is unaware of this."

"Nonsense, Su Mo is one of the Seven Stars. If he doesn't know, then the others do? And you just said that the Seven Stars killed the Rock Emperor. If it was really them, how could Su Mo not know? And based on Su Mo's personality, he would never do such a thing and get involved in it!"

"Oh my, you trust him so much." Tartaglia found a chair to sit down, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Hmm, it tastes good.

"Paimon is right, that's it. I advise you not to beat around the bush and just state your purpose directly. It will be good for both of us." Ying said bluntly.

"Yeah, even though Su Mo looks stupid and silly, he's actually a pretty good guy. He wouldn't go along with those people."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then I have to tell you some bad news. Your friend, Su Mo, really doesn't know about it, but the other seven stars do... Can you guess... why is that?" Tartaglia looked at the two of them meaningfully.

If you want the other person to believe you, you have to lead them to ask questions and let them figure out the answers themselves. Only then will they believe you, or more accurately, believe themselves. If you tell them directly, they will definitely not believe you.

"Why else? You made it up! Even if it's true, it's because Su Mo won't go along with them." Paimon retorted, but Tartaglia's attention was not on her. Instead, he looked at Ying who was thinking with interest, wanting to know whether the other party would follow his ideas.

Just as Tartaglia thought, Ying was somewhat moved when she heard the words.

If it is true as Tartaglia said, that the Seven Stars united to kill the Rock King, and others knew about it but Su Mo did not, why is that, unless...

No, no, how could the Seven Stars, as mortals, kill the Rock King Emperor? Even if they used the Eye of God, the Rock King Emperor was a demon god who had lived for thousands of years.

Noticing the strangeness in Ying's expression, Tartaglia smiled.

"It seems you have figured out the correct answer?"

Ying raised her head suddenly, then realized something and pretended to be nonchalant: "I don't know what the correct answer is. I only know that Paimeng is right. Su Mo would not do that! It is impossible for him to do that!"

Tartaglia couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He is smart enough, but still too young.

He pretended to sigh, "Alas, it seems there is nothing to talk about today. I originally thought that we were comrades on the same front, but now it seems that I was too sentimental. In this case, then goodbye." As he said that, he waved his hand to order them to leave, but he himself did not move at all, as if Ying and Paimon were of no importance to him.

Just because they cooperate like this, you let them go?

Ying and Paimon were a little confused, but despite their confusion, they were about to leave.

Seeing this, Tartaglia moved slightly, then sank back down again.

"You're really leaving, don't you have any thoughts?"

Ying turned around and looked at Tartaglia, who was still calm, and said unhappily.

"What do you think of someone like you? You framed us, and we're already being kind enough not to report you to the Thousand Rocks Army. And you're planning to continue using us? Dream on!"

"That's right! Let's go!"

Tartaglia nodded nonchalantly, holding the teacup in one hand and stirring the tea lid with the other, "In that case, let's go."

Ying ignored him and was about to take a step forward.

"What a pity, what a pity. Such a good person is gone just like this...tsk tsk tsk..."

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