Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

"Brother Mufeng, hurry up!"

"The show has started!"

"Carole, be careful not to fall."

In the dark audience seats, Mu Feng, holding Carolie and Chiara's hands, groped their way to their seats and finally managed to sit down in the pitch black of the performance.

"Brother Mufeng, Caroline, you seem a little strange today?"

As Carol watched Linni perform card magic on stage, she worriedly reached out her small, round hand and gently touched Mu Feng's forehead.

"Does he have a fever...?"

"Should I have Hisewen take a look...?"

Chiara blinked her light pink eyes, tugged at Mu Feng's sleeve, and asked with concern.

"I am okay."

Mu Feng absentmindedly pinched the two little ones' soft cheeks, then looked up at Linni, who was continuing with the next magic trick in the center of the stage.

At least until this chaotic scene erupts, Mu is still alive for the time being.

Life is tough, I sigh in the wind.

"Now, we would like to invite a lucky audience member to participate in our performance!"

On stage, the fluttering cards deftly flew back to Linni's hand. He snapped his fingers and magically tossed a thick stack of cards into the air, where they disappeared.

He then removed his top hat, winked at the eager audience, and extended a formal invitation.

For a moment, the audience at the Opiclie Opera House erupted in cheers, and a beam of light shone on, randomly scanning among the excited crowd.

"So... this lucky viewer is—"

As Linni pointed his white-gloved finger in a direction, the dazzling light immediately focused on a seat in the front row, and for a moment, all eyes in the opera house turned to the spot illuminated by the light.

who I am? where am I? what happened?

Mu Feng, who was seriously contemplating how to get through this crisis, was suddenly awakened by the blinding light and immediately showed a blank expression.

"Brother Mufeng, it's you!"

Caroline and Chiara, standing to the side, seemed even more excited than Mu Feng. They grabbed Mu Feng's hands, who was still in a daze, their beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.

"Please come forward."

On stage, Linni's smile seemed to deepen. With a snap of his fingers, a beautiful magic box appeared in the center of the stage.

When Mu's brain started working again, he had already been pulled into the spotlight by the expressionless Feng Maomao assistant.

Oh no, we're doomed.

With a cold sweat running down his back, Mu Feng scanned everyone in the audience at lightning speed, even going so far as to use some of the power of the Sands of Time.

Whether it was luck or misfortune, the three familiar figures didn't seem to be in the seats, which made Mu Feng, who was already drenched in sweat, breathe a slight sigh of relief.

It seems that it was just an accident.

"Well then, sir, please."

The teardrop stickers on Linnie's face reflected a glittering light, and a faint smile shone in her deep purple pupils.

A chill ran down my spine; I had a feeling that this little fox, Linni, was up to no good.

Mu Feng looked at Lin Ni, who had a polite smile on her face, with a suspicious gaze. A bad feeling rose in his heart, as if the box in front of him was a gaping maw that devoured life.

"boom!"

As her assistant, Lynette closed the trunk door. The thick trunk walls immediately blocked out all external sounds, and in the darkness, only the sound of one person's heartbeat could be heard.

I hope no bottle of seawater will be poured down on me...

Mu Feng thought to himself, trying to find joy even in hardship.

With Vashe, the mastermind behind the serial disappearances of teenage girls, already apprehended, there's naturally no longer any seawater bathing service available here. However, a bright red flash in the corner stands out conspicuously in the darkness.

This is……

Mu Feng picked up the red flash, and a bright red cross earring immediately came into view, with a thin piece of letter paper seemingly piercing through the sharp earring.

We'll meet again where the sun sets.

On the paper as thin as a cicada's wing, the sharp strokes of the pen stood out clearly.

It is Peruvieri's handwriting.

Mu Feng sighed, realizing that this inexplicable magic show was indeed up to no good. He had to admit that his servant, who was also an executive officer, had set up such a clever trap.

It would be even better if the recipient wasn't yourself.

Cheers erupted from outside the box, and a blinding light once again illuminated the entire dark magic box. Lynette's expressionless face quickly appeared before them.

Mu Feng stepped out of the magic box, only to find himself behind the Opéra Garnier Opera House, where Linni, wearing a top hat, was smiling at him from where he had been standing.

"It seems my magic was very successful. How do you feel, sir?"

Amidst gasps and cheers, magician Linni, having completed his performance, slowly ascended the steps, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"That's really great."

Mu Feng also smiled, replying through gritted teeth.

"That's good."

Lin Ni raised the top hat in her hand, her gaze unconsciously drifting to the note clutched tightly in Mu Feng's hand, and her smile deepened.

……

As the magic show ended, residents in the audience left in twos and threes, their faces bearing smiles of lingering enjoyment, and the faint sounds of excited conversations could be heard.

"Brother Mufeng, how did you just fly to the back out of thin air?"

Chiara tilted her head curiously, blinking her big pink eyes as she tried to understand Mu Feng's feelings about participating in the magic trick.

"Hmph, of course it's because I have magic."

Mu Feng composed himself, picked up Chiara, pressed his cheek against hers, and began to spout nonsense with a serious expression.

"Brother Mufeng is lying... It should be the magician who has magic."

Chiara pouted defiantly, giving a "I'm smart, don't lie to me" look.

"Okay, okay, Chiara is right."

Mu Feng smiled and kissed the little one's cheek, which made Chiara raise her face with a hint of pride.

"Hey, there's a small basket of candy here."

Caroline looked at the small wooden basket that had suddenly appeared on Mu Feng's seat and asked in surprise.

Mu Feng put down Chiara from his arms, picked up a white card from the small wooden basket, and turned it over to the back.

"I received your gift."

"These are return gifts that the magician conjured from the wishing machine inside the hat."

The card was unsigned, only a scribbled drawing of a monocle and a small top hat.

"Who is the one……"

Caroline rested her chin on her small, round hand, pondering with a hint of confusion.

"Perhaps it really is a gift from some amazing magician."

Mu Feng smiled and touched Caroline's forehead. Under Caroline's questioning gaze, he casually stuffed the card into his pocket and turned to look at the crowd pouring out of the theater.

He seemed to see the old man with the top hat and monocle.

I'm very happy, Cesar.

This time, no one needs to return the glory that rightfully belongs to you.