Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

Linglan grabbed Su Ming's wrist with her right hand, and the look in her eyes beneath her panties was enough to make the Hermit want to tear him to pieces. The look in someone's eyes when they want to kill them cannot be hidden.

Su Ming was silent for a few seconds, and quickly thought of many solutions. In the end, he realized that only that solution could end this accident.

"have you eaten?"

"what?"

Linglan suddenly found it somewhat ridiculous. Why would someone ask such a question at a time like this? If it was just a way to distract herself, it was rather simplistic.

"If you haven't eaten, take this punch!"

Su Ming punched Linglan directly in the head, and immediately felt the impact of the punch.

Lily of the Valley: "?"

The nun, who hadn't felt any harm, fainted in a daze. Although she wasn't hurt, the negative effects still existed.

If you're going to fall into a coma, you'll still fall into a coma.

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief and put the strawberry panties back into his backpack. "The design is quite cute."

I never expected that the usually meticulous Lily of the Valley would have such adorable panties. Compared to Columbia's panties, they have a touch of girlish innocence and naivety.

Chapter 067 It's just white silk, what can it do to Mondstadt?

"what?"

"Excuse me, are you... Miss Antalina? Is something wrong?"

Instead of the familiar silver-haired girl, a strange man wearing a half-white mask arrived at the office. The mask, like its color, had no additional patterns.

Mysterious, with an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Qin's gaze sharpened slightly; as the acting leader of the Knights, she naturally wouldn't be outdone in terms of imposing presence.

She could vaguely guess the identity of the newcomer, which she could glean from the undisguised ice elemental eye on the man's chest.

"The seventh seat of the Fools' Executive Officer, Puppet."

Su Ming's voice was cold and indifferent, making it impossible to discern his emotions; it sounded more like an announcement of his arrival.

Jean was silent for a moment, then looked up at Su Ming and said in a deep voice, "The exchanges between Winter and Mondstadt are still proceeding normally. As for sending executors... can I interpret this as a provocation from Winter?"

The terrifying oppressive power of the Executors is well-known. Rather, this is the fundamental reason why the Fools of Winter could spread throughout the seven kingdoms of Teyvat. Without truly powerful Executors in charge, how could the Fools carry out their missions with impunity?

High-end combat power is especially important in a game called diplomacy, which is why the Ice Queen has the power to seize the authority of the Seven Gods.

“Antalina…” Su Ming paused deliberately for a moment. Those who didn’t know the situation were probably already imagining the cruel treatment that poor Miss Linglan had suffered.

It was indeed quite cruel. Su Ming spent a lot of money to buy many Mondstadt specialties to shut Lily of the Valley up, and even made her a bowl of instant noodles before leaving.

Although Suzuran was still somewhat resentful about the previous panty incident, she had finally calmed down for the time being, and there was no longer the "reward"—no, the "attack"—that happened when she had just woken up and strangled Sumi with white silk.

For Su Ming, it was indeed a reward. Who could resist having their neck tightly strangled by the white stockings that had just been taken off and still carried a faint, pleasant fragrance?

This is indeed very perverted, but isn't it already common knowledge that Su Ming is a pervert?

For Su Ming, this was the behavior that fit his character, so he seriously enjoyed it for a minute before taking off the white stockings before suffocating.

Lily of the Valley's exact words were: "You better not let me see you doing anything weird with mine!"

Although that's what she said, Linglan was still a little surprised. She didn't expect Su Ming to have other areas of interest besides the white silk.

This is news as big as the Winterfell bombing!

Linglan used the excuse of needing to take inventory of clothes to hand over the afternoon meeting task to Su Ming, which led to the current scene.

Wearing a mask, Su Ming appeared in the Knights Commander's office. Just by looking at his clothes, one could tell that he was not someone to be trifled with, and his aura was particularly terrifying.

"How could that be? We have always advocated peace and freedom. We are here in Mondstadt only to exchange ideas on the wine industry."

Su Ming said calmly, raising his head to look at the photo hanging high in the office. If he remembered correctly, that should be the earliest Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius.

Jean naturally knew that this person was talking nonsense. The name "Fools" meant that nothing good was coming from them. Moreover, Mondstadt was still under the threat of the Dragon Plague, which meant it was beset by internal and external troubles.

The sudden appearance of the executive puppet was a huge threat to Jean, or at least a malevolent presence.

A tense atmosphere was building in the office, but the man in front of them suddenly laughed, breaking the tension. He chuckled and pulled a very familiar pair of pantyhose from his pocket.

Qin was stunned for a moment, then recognized the owner of the stockings as her sister, Sister Barbara from Westwind Cathedral!

"What did you do to Barbara?!"

Qin's voice carried a hint of anger, which was absolutely intolerable to her. If it weren't for the possibility that there might be other hidden reasons, she would have already sent Su Ming flying with a gust of wind.

“I didn’t do anything to Barbara; she gave it to me on her own initiative.”

Su Ming chuckled, his index finger twirling the pantyhose slightly. "The second purpose of my visit is to exchange information about pantyhose materials in the name of my puppet, Sandone."

"You may not know this, but the characteristic of winter is white, which is why it is also known as the White Silk Capital. It is the most advanced country in Teyvat stocking manufacturing."

If Qin hadn't cared about the leader's status, she probably would have already exclaimed "Huh?" by now.

Although there aren't many records about Winterfell, I never expected that this executive would come up with something like "the White Silk City".

Even if stocking manufacturing is indeed the main industry, it doesn't mean that white stockings should be used as a symbol of the country.

Is this really appropriate?

Qin's expression was somewhat strange. If the man in front of her hadn't actually been an executive officer of the Fools, she would have definitely taken it as a joke. How could such an outrageous thing happen?

Although I really don't want to believe it, I have no choice but to believe it now.

Would the executive officer really need to deliberately smear Zhi Dong? Definitely not, there's no way that would happen.

Qin nodded slightly. As the saying goes, if you eliminate all the wrong options, the remaining one, no matter how outrageous, is the truth. This is a classic line from the famous detective novel "Detective Kuji," and it is most appropriate to use it at this moment.

"So what exactly was the content of the exchange?"

"That's simple. I just need to collect the white silk from Mondstadt. No need to trouble Master Jean, I can do it myself," Su Ming said sincerely, his words full of concern for the development of both countries, with no other personal thoughts whatsoever.

Absolutely not! I had absolutely no intention of secretly hiding and admiring it.

He, Su Ming, is a gentleman and would never do such a perverted thing.

Qin looked at Su Ming suspiciously, mainly because of the Barbara pantyhose in his hand. If Barbara trusted him, then at least this guy wouldn't be some weirdo.

Even if there are other plans, wearing white stockings won't cause any serious incidents; overall, it's a relatively safe way to communicate.

Jean didn't want to clash with the Fatui's executors in the current situation, but the White Silk would definitely have a much smaller impact than the Dragon Disaster.

It's just white silk, what can it do to Mondstadt?

Could the impact of a dragon disaster be as great?

Jean nodded slightly, believing this was the right choice. "It's a pleasure to cooperate. From today onwards, please feel free to collect white silk in Mondstadt."

Ultimately, there aren't any shops in Mondstadt that specialize in selling white silk, so where could this guy possibly collect white silk?

Su Ming didn't explain, he just chuckled. White stockings are something that stores don't lack, he could just go and pull them off his legs.

Chapter 068 The Hermit Brother is so pitiful, he's being bullied again because he can't see the white silk.

Hermit: Data/Audio

About the concept of [white silk]

Don't like white stockings? That's okay. Taste is subjective and everyone has different aesthetic preferences, which is perfectly normal. In life, you'll always meet like-minded people or those with different tastes. Respecting differences is something everyone should do. I wish you all the best in the future. Farewell, tasteless stuff.

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"White silk...collection certificate?"

Linglan tentatively read the words on the white paper, and after reading them, she read them again with some uncertainty, and found that it was indeed true.

Starting today, Mr. Sandone is granted permission to collect stockings within Mondstadt. All residents of Mondstadt are requested to cooperate.

Knights of Favonius

Is it really possible for something this outrageous to exist?

Linglan remained silent for a long time before placing her right hand on Su Ming's shoulder and speaking earnestly: "Brother Su Ming, I understand your love for white stockings. If you're really craving them, you can use mine for now. We can't deceive ourselves here."

"Even if you print out the proof yourself, it's impossible. How could anyone believe you? In the end, it's Winterfell and Her Majesty the Queen who will lose face."

"And I've wanted to ask you this for a long time: who is Sandone? What did he do to you? You always want him to take the blame for everything, don't you? Why don't you change your name once in a while?"

Linglan's eyes were complicated. She hadn't expected Su Ming to have gone to such lengths for Bai Si. She also had a problem as a servant, failing to notice the Hermit's mental illness in time.

Tonight, I'll wear white stockings and trample on the Hermit Lord mercilessly. That should temporarily suppress his desire for white stockings.

Lily's thoughts were complex, but only for a moment. She earnestly advised Su Ming: "Really, there's no need to deceive yourself here. It's one thing for me to be fooled by you, but who in Mondstadt would believe such a ridiculous certificate?"

Su Ming was somewhat numb. He hadn't even said a word, yet Miss Linglan had already identified him as a heinous and perverted wanted criminal. Wasn't that a bit against etiquette?

Shouldn't a hermit's attendant say such a line at a time like this?

My Lord Hermit, even if the whole world disbelieves you, I will always stand by your side.

There's no need to think about it now; if the whole world doesn't believe him, then Linglan will definitely be the first to jump out and disbelieve him.

Does he really seem like a pervert?

Slander! Utter slander!

This is clearly a doubt and rejection of the virtues of the great twelfth seat of the Fools' Executors, the Hermit!

“If you don’t believe me, take this certificate. We’ll go out now, and the first white stocking you see, just pull it out.” Su Ming decided to put his words into practice; he was determined to deflate Linglan’s arrogance today.

"Go and go!"

Linglan pouted, already planning in her mind which white silk stocking to use to soothe Su Ming's wounded heart tonight. After all, as an executive officer, he must still have some face to save.

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Lily of the Valley Antalina: Data/Audio

Regarding white stockings...

Poor Hermit, you've been bullied again because you can't see white stockings. You should know that only I, Antalina, will show you white stockings.

Why! Why won't you look! I'm the only one showing you white stockings. I've been so good to you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you, but you're a bad kid. Forgive me, I'll give you all my white stockings.

Forgive me for the mistake I made; I will give you more white silk tomorrow.