Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

Looking at Zhongli, who was still drinking tea in front of him, Mu Xian slowly spoke.

Mu Xian: "Let's end the contract."

These words made Zhongli pause, and he took two sips of the tea in his hand.

Zhongli slowly placed the teacup back on the table before speaking: "End the contract, why?"

“I remember when I made the contract with you, I said that I didn’t want to reveal my identity to other people I had no connection with.”

Mu Xian paused for a moment, then continued, "But how did you do it? Don't tell me you weren't involved?"

“I was indeed not involved,” Zhongli said slowly. “At most, I only knew about their plans.”

"Moreover, this matter is not without your benefit."

"I know whether it's good or not!"

Mu Xian retorted, "No matter what, you were the first to break the contract. The contract is now void. After I cure Hu Tao, I will have nothing to do with the Hall of Rebirth!"

"And what about the hall master?"

Mu Xian was suddenly blocked, and he gradually calmed down.

"I will stay with her until I die."

Mu Xian felt a lump in his throat. He glanced at the tea beside him that he hadn't drunk a drop of, and then drank it all in one gulp.

He slammed the cup on the table with his right hand, making a dull thud as if venting his anger.

Mu Xian found it strange that he had inexplicably kissed her before, even in the realm of gods, he had never...

The more Mu Xian thought about it, the more agitated he became.

Clearly, with no ties to the world, death would be the end, but...

"Mu Xian, did you kiss this hall master?"

"It was a kiss on the lips..."

"This is the first time Hu Tao has ever been kissed like this."

"Since that's the case, then you have to take responsibility for me, Hu Tao!"

"Otherwise, even if you die, Brother Mu Xian, I, Hu Tao, will dig you up and make sure you die with your eyes wide open in disgrace!"

"Even its soul, Hu Tao will keep it on Wuwang Slope, so that it will always accompany Hu Tao while she works!"

Thinking back, the cold smile on Hu Tao's flushed face still makes Mu Xian feel a little scared.

The road to death is long and arduous, or perhaps I really should head to Inazuma immediately.

Having made up his mind, Mu Xian looked at Zhong Li, only to find that the idle man had disappeared and disappeared somewhere else.

Looking down, I noticed that the teacup opposite me was empty, and there was a note under the cup.

Opening the note, Mu Xian was greeted by a sophisticated and understated handwriting.

Have a safe trip, and I'll handle the rumors.

This guy probably guessed that I was going to Inazuma.

Feeling somewhat displeased that his thoughts had been guessed, Mu Xian's expression grew even colder as he looked at the note.

As I got up to leave the room, I was immediately embraced by a beautiful figure, followed by a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

"Mu Xian, Hu Tao likes you the most."

The sweet and cheerful voice reached Mu Xian's ears, and the coldness on his face dissipated considerably.

Feeling the warmth emanating from the bracelet in his hand, Mu Xian, who was being held, thought for a moment and then took it off.

"Kurumi, will you come with me to Inazuma?"

Chapter 44 The Most Trusted Person

As the economic hub of the entire Teyvat continent, Liyue Harbor has no shortage of people with business acumen.

The prosperity of Liyue Harbor has led many to complain about the lack of business opportunities, but they forget that real business opportunities are not so easily discovered.

Looking at the businessmen who have become wealthy by taking advantage of certain business opportunities in the past, many people do not complain about why they did not discover them, but rather about how they were the ones who got there first.

For example, a few years ago, there was a wasteland near the dock where dead fish carcasses and the excrement of some unknown animal were mixed together.

Passersby felt disgusted and covered their noses as they walked around.

But three and a half years ago, the Tianquan Star bought this land and spent a lot of effort cleaning up the long-accumulated garbage. A tavern appeared not far from the dock.

At first, the tavern did not do well, after all, the stench of that wasteland was deeply ingrained in the minds of every sailor at the dock.

Even though the wasteland had changed, the sailors still felt uncomfortable there, let alone sitting on it to drink.

Just when everyone thought Tianquan was going to suffer a setback, Captain Beidou of the Death Star took the lead and entered the tavern.

Only then did the tavern's business gradually flourish.

Even now, the sailors have become accustomed to the taverns by the docks, and few even remember what the wasteland used to look like.

Many returning captains even made it a habit to trade small amounts of cargo they brought in at taverns.

Because of this, even when the place is packed, the tavern owner always reserves a seat for Captain Beidou.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the cacophony of noise filled the tavern.

He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then pulled the bowl away from his mouth as if he were struggling to escape drowning.

To outsiders, Captain Beidou's drinking style was bold and unrestrained, with each sip of wine like a battle against the waves.

But all Beidou wants is to get itself drunk.

Beidou sometimes wonders if things would have been different if he had been able to protect everyone on the ship five years ago, or if he had woken up sooner.

Beidou asked many people, and without exception, they all told him that Mu Xian fell off a cliff and died on the sea of ​​Yunlai.

That seems to be the case.

Since waking up, the brat who advised him to drink less and who quietly helped him back to the boat after he got drunk has disappeared.

But is that really true? Beidou doesn't believe it.

Because she didn't see how Mu Xian fell into Yunlaihai, and she didn't believe what the people around her said.

Beidou does not trust them, nor do the people around them deserve Beidou's trust.

Otherwise, how could those who trusted him tolerate that brat disappearing?

Beidou drank a lot more alcohol, but no one told him to drink less, and no one dared to help him back to the boat while he was drunk.

Gradually, Beidou killed the sea monster named Haishan, and the fleet's business grew bigger and bigger.

But gradually, no matter how much Beidou drank, he never got drunk again; the drunkenness seemed to disappear along with Mu Xian.

Over the past five years, the fleet has grown larger and larger along with the business. Every time it sets sail, Beidou takes the fleet to Guyun Pavilion for a salvage operation.

Countless salvage attempts were completely futile; not only was there no body, but even the skeleton was nowhere to be found.

Every salvage attempt brought countless disappointments to BeiDou, yet there was also a sense of comfort amidst the disappointment.

This comfort was like an excuse, an excuse that made Beidou feel that Mu Xian was still alive.

Maybe that brat isn't dead; he's just busy with something else, which is why he's keeping it from everyone.

He will come back someday.

Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone in the tavern, Beidou suddenly smiled, as if she were recalling Mu Xian's appearance upon his return.

That brat will definitely stare wide-eyed as he watches the ships coming and going all raise the flags of the Southern Cross fleet.

He stood in front of the dock, proudly showing off his skills from the past five years to the brat.

Then, you must drink a large jug of wine on the ship, and even if you can't get drunk, you must pretend to be drunk so that he can drag you up to the Death Star, which is several times larger than before.

After all, abandoning their captain like this deserves a severe lesson.

Thinking this way, Beidou laughed and laughed more and more happily.

The bowl in his hand was still empty, but the wine jug he was holding was not.

Beidou didn't want to drink it down like that, so he lifted the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, not caring at all when the tavern suddenly became quiet.

"Captain, we can't keep drinking like this."

A long-lost yet familiar sound, followed by the cracking sound of a wine jug falling to the ground.

Beidou stared blankly at the person in front of her, exactly as she remembered... no, the hair was black.

Beidou laughed again, even laughing until tears streamed down her face.

The sailors refilled the bowl in his hand with wine, and Beidou carefully protected the bowl in his arms, his usual hearty demeanor gone.

"We're about to set sail, so of course we should have a few more drinks."

"It's always like this. Is the wine really that good?"

Those are familiar words again. I remember, at this time...

Beidou pushed the bowl in his arms in front of the man and said in a joking tone, "How about it, do you want to have a few drinks too?"

"Captain, if you get drunk, it will be difficult to set sail."

"Don't worry, your older sister won't get drunk. And even if I did, well... I still have you..."

The intoxication surged again, not feigned, but the pent-up intoxication that Beidou had accumulated over five years, causing even his usually upright body to sway slightly.

Maybe I'll get drunk in the next second...

As he was thinking, Beidou suddenly stood up, his swaying body pushing aside the table in front of him, and walked step by step to the person.

Suddenly, Beidou remembered why his drunkenness had to disappear.

After all, one should always entrust their vulnerable side to the person they trust most.

As he was thinking, Beidou closed his eyes, and his swaying body was about to fall forward.

Beidou wasn't afraid, after all, that brat was back.

With his thin yet strong shoulders supporting the falling body, Beidou lay on top of Mu Xian.