At the stall, the middle-aged man stared at the coin in his hand, lost in thought. The stall before him displayed a variety of antique instruments, and the novelty of the items piqued his curiosity, but...

"Can't we use Mora here? It's rare that I brought it..." The man lowered his head, and suddenly seemed to notice something. He put down his hands, turned his head and looked to the side, only to see five people in strange clothes coming to him.

Mo Yan and Kailin were the leaders. They came to the stall, looked at the owner and asked, "Boss, what's going on? I heard you guys arguing from so far away."

The shop owner, a mature-looking middle-aged man, looked at the two and replied, "You guys...are the customers from the counterfeit liquor case we busted earlier, right? This gentleman wants to buy the tea sets from my stall for his collection. Of course, that's fine, but I've never seen the currency he's holding. You know, we street vendors are all small businesses. If we get scammed, who can we turn to for justice?"

"Is that so?" Kailin turned and looked at the middle-aged man next to her with a puzzled look.

He stood nine feet tall, and though he looked young, his demeanor suggested a mature age. He wore a simple, ancient robe, intricately patterned with patterns that seemed to tell a story of antiquity. His hair was as black as ink, partly tied atop his head, the rest flowing freely behind him, gently swaying in the wind. His eyes were deep and calm, like a bottomless pool, as if he could see through everything in the world.

"What's your name, sir?" Karen asked.

The man blinked briefly, then replied in a gentlemanly manner, "I'm Zhongli, just an ordinary person passing by. I wanted to buy the tea set because the items displayed by this shopkeeper were very novel, but for some reason, the currency I brought with me when I left the shop is not accepted here."

Kailin turned and exchanged glances with Mo Yan, who then stepped forward and asked, "In that case, could you please let us see the currency in your hand?"

Zhongli gave him a surprised look, then after a moment's thought, he nodded, "Of course, please."

After saying that, he opened his left hand and showed the coin to everyone.

Everyone came closer to examine the coin. It emanated a faint golden glow, not a dazzling, glaring golden hue. Its texture appeared hard and delicate, as if crafted from a special metal.

There is an exquisite pattern on the front of the coin, which looks like the outline of a majestic building. There are also some subtle engravings on the back, which look like a combination of simple symbols arranged in an orderly manner.

At this moment, Mo Yan took out a Mora coin from his backpack and compared it with the coin in front of him. This comparison shocked the shop owner and Zhongli.

"It's really Mora Coin." Mo Yan looked at Kailin in surprise.

"So you have these coins too? It seems this currency is really in circulation," the shop owner said in surprise. "But I'll stick with my original stance and only accept Flame Coins."

"Of course, you businessmen all have your own difficulties. We won't force you on this point," Tianlang said with a smile. "I'll pay Mr. Zhongli the total amount of Yanbi he requested."

Zhongli's eyes flashed with surprise, then he lowered his hands and said, "My friend, there's no need to do this. I'm just an ordinary person traveling around. How could I dare to burden you with your expenses?"

Tianlang turned around and smiled, saying, "It's okay. I've always been rich, so let's just make friends. And not just my friend, I actually have something I want to ask you."

He looked at Mo Yan, Kailin and the other three. Zhongli lowered his head and thought for a moment before nodding, "I see. From a common sense perspective, this is also an equal contractual transaction. In that case, I will respectfully obey your kindness, Excellency."

Tianlang nodded with a smile, took out a sufficient amount of Yanbi from his pocket and handed it to the boss. After paying Zhongli's bill, everyone went directly to Wanmin Hall. In order to understand the reason, not only the Morabi matter, but also briefly explained to Zhongli their identities as outsiders and the purpose of their visit.

"I see." Zhongli nodded gently. "In short, you are all travelers from outside. Due to some unexpected circumstances, you are trying to find a way home, so you have no choice but to embark on this journey."

Mo Yan nodded. "Well, that's roughly the situation. Mr. Zhongli, how did you get here?"

"Yes, I see that your dress, speech and behavior are not like those of people from our place, but the Mora in your hand..." Karen asked.

Zhongli sighed softly and replied, "I'm ashamed to say this. I'm from Liyue, a guest official of the Wangsheng Hall. Yesterday, I went out for a leisurely stroll as usual, but I never expected an accident to happen along the way. In the blink of an eye, I ended up in this unfamiliar place. The Mora you're talking about is the currency in circulation here."

At this point, he sighed again: "Alas, it's rare for me to think of Demora when I go out, but who could have imagined that something like this would happen."

"Uh...that sounds pretty sad," Kailin said sympathetically.

“But it’s a coincidence that everything here is very similar to Liyue. If it weren’t for the currency being unable to circulate, I probably wouldn’t have known that this is another world.” Zhongli said.

Tianlang lowered his head in thought after hearing this and said, "So that's how it is. Mr. Zhongli is from Liyue, and like Linhui, he is also part of the continent of Teyvat."

"Yeah, we didn't expect that there would be two Teyvats in this world." Mo Yan said.

Hearing this, Tianlang smiled softly and replied, "This is inevitable. Just like the world you all live in and the space hidden by the Deep Ones, there are countless dimensions around us. I've also heard rumors of a parallel universe in Teyvat. It's said that there, like here, there are seven beings known as gods. I suspect Mr. Zhongli might be one of them."

"Ah?" Kailin was stunned. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhongli.

At this moment, Tianlang smiled again. "Mr. Zhongli said the same thing just now, 'This is also an equal contractual transaction.' I believe this statement is not groundless. Contracts are usually used between the contractor and our guardian. Using it between merchants will only make people think you are incomprehensible. However, in the legends of a parallel world, there is such a God of Contracts. He fights demons and slays sea beasts, bringing peace and prosperity to the people of Liyue. The world calls him Lord Rock, or the Rock King, but his true name is—Morax."

"Oh, Master Tianlang, you are too kind." Zhongli smiled gently, "Since you already know my identity, I will no longer conceal it."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked again.

Kailin said in surprise, "So, Mr. Zhongli's status is the same as Tianlang's, both gods revered by thousands of people?"

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