My chat group is so weird

It’s different if it happens to her, after all, no one in Liyue dares to mess with her.

"Are your guest officials really worth a lot? It's only 100,000. Do you want it or not?"

"Yes! Then just give me 110,000 Mora."

"Why are there ten thousand more?"

"Pay me the money! You're not going to default on your debt, are you?"

"Give it to me! Can't I just give it to you? Really, the reincarnation of the God of Poverty, huh?"

"Great! I'll leave Zhongli to you. Command him as you please. Don't be polite to me."

Seeing Mo Wang directly giving 110,000 Mora, Hu Tao immediately smiled.

At this moment, Zhongli, who was drinking tea in the Hall of Rebirth, suddenly shuddered.

"Why do I have a bad feeling?"

At this time, Zhongli looked at the tea in his hand. Why did he feel so unhappy?

To be honest, Zhongli doesn't know it yet. If he knew that he was sold out by his own hall master for 100,000 Mora, he would probably vomit blood.

Zhongli: What do you mean? A beating up an immortal is worth two million? I, the great Zhongli, am only worth a hundred thousand? No, you're using a hundred thousand and asking me to beat up my old subordinates? Be a human being!

Chapter 362: Zhongli: I fought against the Liyue Immortal? Is this true?

Seeing Hall Master Hu, who was almost beaming with joy after getting 100,000 Mora, Mo Wang was also beaming with joy at this time.

With only 100,000 yuan, he hired Zhongli, the strongest among the Seven Gods. It was really a big profit.

Of course, if you release Mond, let alone 100,000 Moras, even 1,000 can almost trick a wind god into working for you.

However, considering that Wendy is a top-level slacker, he will most likely choose to slack off directly, so Mo Wang didn't say anything.

But Zhongli is not as shameless as Venti.

It's okay for Mr. Gang to take kickbacks, but Zhongli is very decisive in his work.

After all, what kind of demon god is he? A contracted demon god!

Having signed a contract with this person, Mo Wang is not afraid that the other party will not contribute.

Even if he really didn't put in any effort, it would be quite interesting to just leave Zhongli there and let him watch his men get beaten, right?

Besides, let's be honest, Old Zhong almost raised Hu Tao as his granddaughter. Even if he doesn't want to go, doesn't he still have to hold it in and tell him Mo Wang about the past?

TNND Zhongli calculated so many things and wanted to use everyone as chess pieces, but he ended up drinking tea at home like a big boss.

If Mo Wang doesn't let this guy make some rice, he is not Mo Wang!

Zhongli, who was in the Hall of Rebirth at the moment, still couldn't figure out where the palpitations just now came from.

After all, he is the oldest and most powerful god among the Seven Gods.

On ordinary days, when justice is not served, he ignores the people in power.

Who on earth could make him feel so strange?

"Mr. Zhongli! We're back!"

Just then, Kurumi's voice came from the door.

Zhongli's ears moved at this moment, and then he saw Hu Tao with an excited face, and... Huang Mao and his followers following behind.

To be honest, when Zhongli saw the yellow-haired man, he felt something was wrong.

Yes, he can ignore anyone except the justice of heaven.

But the case of Huangmao is another matter.

To be honest, Zhongli really has no way to deal with this alien.

Every adventurous being who comes to Teyvat is an expert at causing trouble.

Every time I come here, I can bring unexpected "surprises" to Teyvat.

Especially when this yellow-haired guy seemed like a time bomb to him, he became even more unsure.

Zhongli was 99% sure that this yellow-haired creature had known his identity for a long time.

I'm afraid he didn't come to find me on purpose.

Despite the alarms blaring wildly, Zhongli remained calm at this moment.

"Master Hu, how come you're so happy in less than an hour? Could it be that the little brother behind you finally paid back the money?"

Zhongli looked at Hu Tao in front of him with a calm expression. At this time, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Hehehe, Mr. Zhongli, this is not just a repayment, I also helped our Wangshengtang get a big order."

When Hu Tao heard Zhongli ask her, her face was about to burst with laughter.

"Oh? Big business?"

Zhongli raised his head calmly.

What kind of big business could Wangshengtang have? Did a large number of people die, or did all the Seven Stars die?

"That's right! A full 100,000 Mora!"

"It's enough for our business for several months. Just tell me if it's big or not!"

"Mr. Zhongli, we finally have money!"

At this time, Hu Tao shook the bag in her hand, and the crisp sound of the Mora inside made Hu Tao feel particularly happy.

"One hundred thousand Mora?"

Zhongli was slightly surprised.

At this moment, he looked at the yellow-haired man behind him with great confusion, feeling a little strange.

Wasn't this person willing to give even 10,000 Mora just now? How could he give 100,000 Mora all at once?

What happened? Did you suddenly change your personality?

"One hundred thousand Mora is not a small amount, but I don't know what kind of job it is."

Zhongli felt that things were not going well.

But he still maintained that calm and composed look.

Zhongli is like this.

As a god who has lived for thousands of years, what has he not seen?

He also didn't believe that Mo Wang could accomplish much with just 100,000 Moras.

"Oh, nothing much. It's just that Mo Wang is planning to kill all the immortals in Liyue. He wants to hire you to go with him."

"It just so happens that we can hold the Immortal Invitation Ceremony together this time, right? Honestly, if I can send so many immortals at once, I'm almost the most powerful head of the Wangsheng Hall in history, right?"

Zhongli: What the hell?

No, what did you just say?

I'm old and I can't hear clearly.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It was Ningguang who clearly told me to beat up the Three-Eyed Five-Manifested Immortal and then tie them up and bring them over to participate in the Immortal Sending Ceremony."

"Please stop spreading rumors. Kill them all. That's a different price."

At this time, Mo Wang looked at Hu Tao with disgust.

What nonsense are you talking about? One hundred million Mora and ten million Mora, those are two different prices, okay?

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I just remember what happened before."

"But it's better to give them a beating. After all, sending so many immortals away at once is a hassle."

Walnut quickly apologized at this point.

Zhongli: What the hell? What happened while you were out there?

Tell me, what does it mean to beat up an immortal and then tie him up to participate in the ceremony of sending him off?

Even want me to go?

No, what on earth is the current Qixing thinking?!

Zhongli was stunned.

Although he seems to be sitting there with no expression at all.

But in reality, he felt like his brain was about to burn.

To be honest, Zhongli's original plan was to use Childe to release the troublemaker Whirlpool Demon.

While directly eliminating the opponent with one hand, it also eliminates the barriers between immortals and humans.

As a result, now Qixing spent a lot of money and asked Huangmao to take action.

Also, why did I have to follow Huangmao when he took action?

If the immortals knew about this, would Zhongli still have any shame?

What will happen if this gets out?

What? The Emperor faked his own death and planned to hold his own funeral? And then he ordered someone to beat up the Three-Eyed Five-Manifestation Immortal and force him to attend?

When Zhongli thought of the expressions on the faces of the immortals when they looked at him, his heart, which had always remained calm no matter what, suddenly became cold.

He thought he had seen all kinds of tricks, but this was the first time he had seen such a trick.

Is this the Advent? Sure enough, he's capable of causing trouble.

Zhongli raised his teacup tremblingly and looked at Hu Tao who was still excited.

He was extremely tired at this moment.

"Master Hu, you only spent 100,000 Mora to do something like this?"

Zhongli looked at Hu Tao who was still excited and wanted to complain.

What if you ask for more? At least one million Mora?

Cough cough cough, that is, Zhongli doesn’t know now.

The price of beating up the Three-Eyed Five-Manifestation Immortal is as high as three million Moras.

Otherwise, he might have been so angry that he would have turned into a Martial God on the spot.

"One hundred thousand Mora is more than enough, okay?"

"Normally, even if we encounter a wealthy family holding a funeral and they spend a lot of money to invite us, the price is only about this."

"This is already the highest standard for our Wangsheng Hall."

At this moment, Hu Tao looked at Zhong Li seriously.

Zhongli couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Yes, one hundred thousand Mora is a lot for Walnut.

When it comes down to it, Wangshengtang is actually doing a losing business most of the time.

Let’s put it this way, Wangsheng Hall has accumulated a good reputation in Liyue over the years, plus its unique golden signboard.

Even if they want to raise prices, there is nothing wrong with that.

But in reality, many times the funerals held in the Wangsheng Hall and the items sold only make a small profit such as labor fees.

It can be seen from the fact that there are so many people in Liyue and it is located in the prime location of Liyue Harbor that Hu Tao has to keep looking for business.

One hundred thousand Mora is a top-notch deal for Hu Tao.

But he is not Morax!

Just think about who Morax is. The creator of Mora, the guardian of Liyue, the leader of the immortals, the most powerful god...

So you sold him for 100,000 Mora?

To be honest, in Zhongli's opinion, if Mo Wang offered 50,000 Mora, let alone 100,000 Mora, maybe his own hall master would agree.

To be honest, it’s a good thing Mo Wang didn’t bid 50,000, otherwise he wouldn’t know what would have happened.