Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

Although the fish soup was unpalatable and he often behaved strangely, he had nothing to do with the word "villain" and could only be considered mentally ill at most.

"Brother, did you drink too much fish soup?!" Ying's lips twitched slightly as she posed this probing question, unable to think of any other possibility.

Su Ming was silent for a few seconds. Why hadn't he noticed Ying talking so much nonsense before?

He only wanted to touch the Heart of God, not become an honorary knight of Mondstadt. If he, a Fatui executor, were to become an honorary knight of the Knights of Favonius, would the Queen stuff him back into his ice coffin when he returned?

He is completely devoted to the Queen and has no other intentions whatsoever. Naturally, he cannot accept anything that could affect his loyalty!

"If you really want to thank me, I'll just bring the white silk to your door later," Su Ming shrugged and quickly disappeared, leaving Ying completely bewildered.

"He really is a pervert!"

Paimon pursed her lips; she knew this person's nature hadn't changed, and he was still thinking about white silk.

Ha, we need to give him an awful nickname, let's call him White Silk Man!

Jean and Kaeya exchanged a glance. Although they still didn't understand what had happened, the dragon disaster was finally resolved.

"Traveler, you're also a great help this time."

Jean walked to Ying's side and sincerely thanked her, saying, "Thank you for everything you have done for Mondstadt. On behalf of the Knights of Favonius, I am truly grateful."

Ying scratched her head somewhat awkwardly, "Actually, it's not entirely my achievement; it's the result of everyone's hard work."

Well… and with the strong support of a certain perverted white-stockinged guy, since he doesn’t want others to know, she has no reason to tell anyone.

Good heavens, isn't this the so-called "disappearing without a trace after accomplishing the deed, keeping one's merits and fame hidden"?

Oh no, he's tricked me again!

Ying was both amused and exasperated. This guy was really good at putting on airs; you could say it was a talent.

However, she still needs to thank that guy properly when she gets back. Although she was messed up badly before, Su Ming did help her a lot.

White stockings... well, that's not entirely out of the question. Could we consider it a reward for all this help?

What a strange reward. Does anyone really like white stockings?

Moreover, it was a white silk stocking that had been worn for several days without being washed and was soaked in sweat.

Ying still couldn't understand Su Ming's eccentricities, but she still expressed her respect and planned to send the white stockings over in a few days. If possible, she also wanted to get her boots back.

That was actually quite expensive, and I really couldn't bear to spend the money.

Moreover, Ying was a little worried that given Su Ming's perverted nature, he might start licking her boots every day.

That kind of thing is really horrible! If the boots really went through something that terrible, then they'd better just be thrown away.

Ying sighed, thinking that he was just overthinking things. Su Ming was indeed a pervert, but there was a limit to how perverted people could be. No matter how perverted a person was, they were still a person after all.

She believed that Su Ming still had the upper limit of being human, and no matter how abnormal he was, he could not transcend the scope of humanity.

Goethe Hotel.

"Welcome back, Hermit."

Linglan stood at the door with a cute smile, and casually pointed to the room next to her, while giving Su Ming a meaningful look.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. You see, Linglan usually doesn't call him Hermit, but Brother Su Ming. This situation can only mean that an uninvited guest has arrived.

"Long time no see, Brother Tianlong. Or should I address you as Su Ming, the twelfth seat of the Executive Officer?"

Wendy smiled and waved to Su Ming, still holding a harp in her arms.

"interesting."

Su Ming calmly walked into the room, looking into Wendy's blue eyes and falling into thought. First of all, it couldn't be because Suzuran called him a hermit just now that he was exposed, since Suzuran wouldn't make such a low-level mistake. So it can only mean that this is also part of the clue.

Perhaps the person sitting here is not the bard Wendy, but the wind god Barbatos.

There was no basis for it, but Su Ming just felt that way; Wendy in front of him didn't seem as carefree as she usually was.

His blue eyes held a hint of seriousness.

"It hasn't been that long," Su Ming looked at Wendy and asked directly, "Is there something you need?"

"I haven't done anything in Mondstadt, just collected white silk. That shouldn't be enough to warrant the presence of the Wind God."

Su Ming chose to lay his cards on the table directly, which suggests that Wendy had been prepared for this all along. So why not fast forward to the final stage?

“You…you didn’t do anything, but your colleague didn’t think so,” Wendy said with a smile, seemingly unconcerned that Su Ming had revealed his true identity. “Is she called a lady? None of that matters.”

"The important thing is whether you're interested in making a deal with me."

Wendy's expression seemed to guess Su Ming's thoughts.

Su Ming was silent for a few seconds, then replied as if sensing something, "A transaction? Could it be related to the Heart of God?"

Wendy didn't speak, but slowly took out a blue chess piece. In an instant, a storm swept through the room, and the glass shattered into pieces.

Even the lily of the valley outside the room felt a powerful pressure suddenly descend upon them; if they hadn't leaned against the wall in time, they probably would have fallen to the ground.

What exactly is this power...?

Su Ming remained unmoved, standing still, though frost subtly formed beneath his feet to immobilize him. As expected of the Wind God, this was, after all, a deity of Teyvat. As one of the seven ruling powers of the mortal realm, how could he possibly be as weak as he appeared?

"Does the god want to make a deal with the executor?" Su Ming found it quite interesting. This was an development that had never occurred in the original main storyline. Wendy's actions left him somewhat bewildered.

"You are not an ordinary executive."

Wendy shrugged, suspending the Heart of God in her palm. "How about it? This deal isn't bad, is it? Using the Heart of God as the bargaining chip."

It has to be said that this is indeed a very tempting bargaining chip for Su Ming. For him right now, obtaining the Heart of God and opening his Destiny Seat is the most important thing.

Chapter 119 But, I refuse!

The Heart of God is very important; it is the most needed thing for Su Ming right now.

He had no reason to refuse Wendy; in fact, it was a very tempting deal.

For Su Ming, it was a win-win deal. In fact, no matter what price he had to pay, it was worth it, considering that the other side of the scales held the Heart of the Wind God.

This is a truly priceless treasure, and its symbolic meaning represents the entirety of Mondstadt. It could even play a significant role in delaying or accelerating the plan to seize the power of the gods, depending entirely on Sumeru's intentions.

If he were to betray the Ice Queen immediately after obtaining the Heart of the Wind God, then the beginning of the plan would end in failure.

For the Queen, this defeat was an unacceptable outcome.

Of course, there certainly won't be any bizarre developments like: "Your Majesty, you don't want your plan to seize the power of the gods to fail at the very beginning, do you?"

The main reason is that Su Ming can't beat the Empress. Otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible; he might even be able to lick the Empress's white stockings.

Come to think of it, I don't recall ever seeing the Empress wearing white stockings before. Sigh, what a tasteless thing to do. How can a goddess of a nation not wear white stockings?

When he returns to Winter, he will definitely start the first White Silk Revolution and spread the greatness of White Silk throughout Teyvat. He will start with Winter and turn Winter into the White Silk capital of Teyvat!

Anyone who doesn't wear white stockings should be sent to the snowfield to grow potatoes!

Su Ming looked at Wendy and smiled in a way that was different from his usual expression. "These are indeed very tempting conditions for me."

"Very good, then it's a deal..."

"But, I refuse."

"?"

Wendy's lips twitched slightly. For a moment, she couldn't understand Su Ming's thought process. He said he was attracted to her, but then he rejected her harshly, right?

Is there really anyone who can refuse a deal with the Heart of God?

Su Ming sat casually on the wooden chair in front of Wendy and said with a smile, "If the Heart of God is the object of the transaction, then what do I need to give in return?"

"Does she expect me to rebel against Her Majesty the Queen on the spot?"

"My loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen is as clear as day and there is no doubt about it. There is no way you could turn me against her."

Unless you add money.

Su Ming ultimately didn't say it aloud, after all, Wendy didn't seem like someone who had Mora, and he would probably be outshone by Pantalone.

It is common knowledge that gods are poor, and there is a reason why the three gods could not even afford a mora for the world-famous painting.

Is it possible that no one needs you to betray them?

Wendy remained silent for a long time, somewhat speechless. Did this person have paranoia?

"Oh, okay, then it's a deal!" Su Ming accepted the Heart of God with a smile. The moment his palm touched it, a blue light flowed across his arm, as if penetrating his soul.

[The Heart of the Wind God has been obtained, and the first layer of the Seat of Fate has been unlocked]

Item Name: [Heart of God (Wind)]

Type: Special Item (Indestructible)

Rank: ?

Passive skill [Blessed by the Wind God]: Permanently increases flight and movement speed by 50%.

Note: A symbol of the wind, representing the ability to hear the breath of freedom.

Su Ming felt completely relaxed. Having been in Mondstadt for so long, he had finally achieved his initial goal. Although the process was somewhat abstract, the result was indeed perfect.

"The deal is done. You really don't need me to betray the Queen?"

Su Ming glanced at Wendy, completely baffled as to why this guy was doing this. Did he not want Rosalyn to rip out his heart?

That doesn't warrant such a desperate effort...

“I’m not that kind of person,” Wendy said, lightly strumming her harp and giving a faint smile. “As for the reason, stay tuned.”

Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. Damn, another riddle-solving person!

Are all Teyvat riddle people?

Wendy bid farewell to Su Ming and calmly left the room, leaving the Hermit Lord still somewhat confused about the situation.

"What's going on?" Linglan rushed in, asking in surprise, "Wasn't that the bard we met before?"

She was somewhat incredulous; she seemed to have overheard some incredible information outside the door.

For example... gods?

"Actually, Wendy is Barbatos, the god of wind."

"So that's how it is... Ah?"