Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

In a cemetery in Baisong Town, a group of people came into view, walking in a large procession.

The sky was a deep blue, but a light drizzle was falling intermittently.

Although the drizzle was light, it gave people a feeling of sadness and a chill.

Fortunately, the light rain stopped just as Zhao Chuan and the others arrived at the cemetery. Zhao Chuan waved her hand gently, and an invisible force was released from her hand, quickly drying the clothes that had been soaked by the rain.

This force is as gentle as a spring breeze, making people feel comfortable and warm.

As the clothes dried, everyone felt a sense of relief and liberation.

Seeing that she suddenly felt less uncomfortable, she thanked Zhao Chuan.

"Hey, we've arrived. This is my father's grave. To be honest, it's been a long time since I've visited him."

Navia still seemed somewhat worried as she spoke.

"Things have changed, and your father had his own unspeakable difficulties. Now that the truth has come out, Miss Navia, as his daughter, should be proud. After all, she is a remarkable person. I am envious of her. She saved her own daughter and so many girls in Fontainebleau with her mortal body."

Zhao Chuan said with emotion.

Navia listened quietly to Zhao Chuan's words, a feeling of warmth and gratitude welling up inside her.

She knew Zhao Chuan was right. Although she still had some grievances against her father, she now understood his predicament.

Her father spared no effort to protect her, and she cherished this fatherly love immensely.

"Mr. Zhao Chuan, you flatter me. My foolish old man..."

Navia sighed, then laughed.

"However, in any case, he did do something remarkable."

She recalled the moment her father sacrificed himself at the opera house to save her, and a tear welled up in her eyes.

Zhao Chuan looked at Navia and sensed the change in her emotions. He gently patted her shoulder to show his understanding and support.

"Alright, stop thinking too much. Let's get on with what's at hand."

he reminded.

Navia nodded, took a deep breath, and composed herself.

She decided to stop dwelling on past conflicts and misunderstandings, and instead cherish the life she had now, striving to become a better president. After all, with such a great father, she should feel proud and confident.

"Let's go!"

Navia said firmly.

"Hey, look over there, there seems to be someone there, that figure is..."

Paimon looked at the tall man in front of him, dressed in blue with white hair flowing down his back.

As Paimon's voice faded, everyone followed his gaze.

"Oh, Violet!"

Paimon finished the sentence, and Navelette turned around when she heard the sound.

"Hmm~"

Zhao Chuan looked at Villette, feeling somewhat puzzled.

He noticed that Navia was walking toward Navelette, who only let out a soft "hmm," as if she wanted to say something but found it difficult to speak.

His expression revealed that he harbored some emotions that he could not easily express.

Villette's gaze seemed somewhat solemn, as if she were troubled by some invisible pressure.

Navia walked to Navelette's side and stood quietly.

Her gaze also fell on the cemetery, and a complex emotion appeared on her face.

The two stood side by side, neither of them speaking for a moment, and the whole scene fell into silence.

The air around them seemed to freeze, creating an incredibly oppressive atmosphere. Zhao Chuan silently observed them, inwardly sighing at how uncomfortable this awkward situation was.

He even felt he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with his fingers to escape this embarrassing situation.

However, despite the extremely awkward atmosphere, Navelette and Navia remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts.

"I'm sorry I came to pay my respects to your father without telling you."

Navelette also sensed that something was wrong and spoke first.

"Don't say that."

Navia shook her head and said with relief.

"Excuse me!"

Navelette misinterpreted her meaning and added another sentence.

This almost made Zhao Chuan, who was standing to the side, burst out laughing. It turned out that the Supreme Judge was completely ignorant of human relationships.

"Hey, what I mean is you don't need to apologize."

Navia said somewhat embarrassedly, thinking to herself, "What's all this about?"

"While I want my father to see me grow up, I haven't grown to the point where even the highest judge in this country has to apologize to me repeatedly."

Navia sighed, stepped forward, took out a tissue, and wiped her father's tombstone while explaining.

"Okay, then I won't apologize for now."

Navelette nodded and said.

"Sigh... You really don't understand social etiquette, Lord Wright."

Navia shook her head speechlessly, which meant that all her previous words had been for nothing.

At this moment, Zhao Chuan nudged Ying's shoulder, as if he had a secret to tell her.

"What's wrong, Zhao Chuan?"

Ying felt the lingering warmth of Zhao Chuan's fingers and curiously turned her head to look at him.

"Let them have a good talk. I have something I want to talk to you about."

Zhao Chuan glanced at Vilette and Navia, then fixed his gaze on Ying's fair face. He felt an urge to kiss her.

"Well, that's fine. Let them have a good chat. I also have something I wanted to ask you."

Ying followed Zhao Chuan's gaze and nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, right, Paimon, don't come over. Keep an eye on them for us."

Zhao Chuan winked at Paimon, smiled mischievously, and pointed at Navia and Navelette.

"Why? I don't want to! I want to be with Ying!"

Paimon put his hands on his hips and pouted in protest.

"Paimon, be good. Zhao Chuan is doing this for your own good."

Ying forced a smile and comforted him.

"Yeah, do you want to eat a bellyful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection)?"

Zhao Chuan chimed in from the side.

He felt that he hadn't done anything wrong; letting Paimon go on the date with them might cause Paimon some trouble.

After all, couples need some alone time to better enhance their relationship.

"You, you lot, I, the sect leader, will not pay any attention to you."

Paimon adopted a "keep away" expression, his face clearly saying, "I'm angry."

She pouted, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and looked smug.

"Are they really ignoring us?"

Zhao Chuan asked tentatively.

Seeing Paimon's reaction, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After all, Paimon is a very cute little guy, and it would be a shame to ignore them because of this.

"I'm ignoring you all. Go on your way. Only Paimon's sad world has been achieved."

Paimon said angrily.

She turned away from Zhao Chuan and Ying, seemingly unwilling to deal with them anymore.

"Could this bag of small cakes heal your broken heart?"

Zhao Chuan took out a bag of small cakes from his storage ring and walked towards Paimon.

He knew Paimon loved small cakes, so he specially prepared a bag of them, which came in handy now.

"No way~ Then I'll reluctantly not be angry."

Paimon watched Zhao Chuan approach, closed his eyes, and tried to resist his bribe. However, halfway through his sentence, he was so enticed by the aroma of the cake that he couldn't resist his foodie nature and accepted the small cake with his body and mouth in perfect unison.

Paimon opened the bag, took out a small cake, took a bite, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

While eating the cake, she mumbled, "Mmm...delicious! But remember to bring more next time!"

After saying that, she put another piece of cake in her mouth.

Then Zhao Chuan took Ying's little hand and led her to a corner.

“Zhao Chuan, when we met in Fontainebleau, I had a lot to say to you, but time was tight, so I didn’t say it.”

Ying broke free from Zhao Chuan's hand and said somewhat shyly.

"Yeah, me too, but what I want to say most is that I miss you."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Zhao Chuan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

He reached out and gently touched her head, as if he wanted to pour all his longing into this gesture.

A blush crept onto Ying's face. She lowered her head, trying to hide her shyness, but she couldn't conceal the joy and happiness in her eyes.

She looked up and her gaze met Zhao Chuan's; their eyes were filled with deep affection and warmth.

Zhao Chuan felt her response and a strong emotion welled up in his heart.

He unconsciously moved closer to Ying, gently put his arms around her shoulders, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Don't move, let me hug you."

Zhao Chuan said softly, his voice carrying a hint of tenderness and doting.

He held Ying tightly, feeling her soft body and warm breath.

Ying's heart raced, and her cheeks flushed even more.

She gently closed her eyes, savoring the tranquility and sweetness of the moment. Feeling Zhao Chuan's embrace, she was filled with peace and contentment.

"Oh, I see."

Ying also hugged Zhao Chuan, her arms wrapped around his waist, her fingers gently gripping his clothes.

They stood together quietly, their breaths mingling, creating a harmonious and beautiful atmosphere.

"Zhao Chuan, tell me, you've encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation. Have you found a solution?"

Ying looked up at Zhao Chuan and said.

"Yes, I've found it. The original fetal sea is my destiny."

Zhao Chuan nodded while holding Ying.

"So, this trip is also to resolve the prophecy of Fontaine."

Ying said, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Yes, but I'd like to see you even more now that I heard you're here."

Zhao Chuan stroked Ying's lips and whispered.

"Hmph, so glib."

Ying turned her head away coquettishly, but her cheeks flushed red because of his words.

"Really? We'll only know if my lips are really oily after trying it."

Zhao Chuan smiled slightly and gently lifted Ying's chin with his fingers.

"Oh no, we're still outside... um..."

Ying realized something was wrong and tried to stop him, but before she could finish speaking, Zhao Chuan's lips gently touched hers.