Genshin Impact: The Sage's Disciple Doesn't Want Fame

If the people of Mondstadt knew that Venti was Barbatos, would they all fall into a state of meditation and forgetfulness?

Ji Ming was full of criticism, but he followed closely behind Wendy. He did not refuse the suggestion. Finding a job was just a pretext. The faster the better.

Dawn Manor is located southwest of Mondstadt, near Wolfrun. The journey involves crossing a shallow area and is quite long.

Wendy planned to take Jiming out for breakfast first, with Jiming paying for it. This was Barbatos's personal purse, and it wouldn't be shameful for him to spend his own child's money.

"Amin, let me tell you, Mondstadt's specialty isn't the five-star food in fancy hotels, but rather the family-run culinary traditions in the back alleys—it smells amazing!"

“I understand, Liyue has it too.”

Wendy is a wind spirit, and even when she is asleep, she can sense the world's information. Even so, Ji Ming couldn't help but feel curious: could he learn this ability?

Forget it, only gods can do this. Even if he has the eye of God, he's just a nobody right now, without even a companion weapon.

Walking into a small alley, Ji Ming asked, "Wendy, what weapon do you think I should use? With the Eye of God, I want to further my studies in this area. Yesterday, I went out to practice with Miss Barbara, and I think I can slightly control the wind."

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because Ji Ming couldn't help but laugh when he mentioned Wendy. He teased, "I know, I saw it yesterday. You used wind element to lift Miss Barbara's skirt."

This kid has the same flair he had back then. A while ago, Wendy was still asleep when she suddenly heard a poor and down-on-her-luck astrologer girl complaining about her. So she used the wind element to blow away her magic hat as a warning.

"That was just an accident. I'm a very kind person, and lifting up a girl's skirt is the most tasteless thing I can do."

Ji Ming distanced himself from the topic and steered the conversation back on track: "So, what weapon is best suited for me?"

"This is your freedom."

"But I don't have any companion weapons and I can't find a suitable direction. Please give me some guidance, Teacher Wendy."

"The absence of accompanying weapons means you have unlimited potential, my child."

For a moment, Wendy's expression seemed to become much more serious, and her gentle gaze almost appeared, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye; perhaps it was just an illusion.

After thinking for a moment, Ji Ming tentatively asked, "I'd like to try a bow and arrow, is that alright?"

Hearing this, Wendy became interested, after all, his weapon was also a bow and arrow: "What do you mean?"

"I have someone I admire a lot. She uses a bow and arrow, and she's gentle yet courageous. She's an ice-type. I'm a wind-type, so is there any significance to using a bow and arrow?"

"There's a saying that you can lift a girl's skirt from a distance with a bow and arrow."

"As expected, asking you for advice was a mistake."

After saying that, Ji Ming reached out and covered Wendy's mouth to prevent him from continuing to "hehehe," which could easily raise blood pressure.

Wendy, whose mouth was gagged, began to struggle. Just as he was about to break free, the surrounding wind elements became alert. He quickly stopped struggling and quietly grabbed Ji Ming's wrist.

Before Ji Ming could even ask a question, a dark red throwing knife came hurtling towards him. In the blink of an eye, Wendy teleported Ji Ming to the other end of the alley.

At almost the same time, Ji Ming also felt an extremely strong sense of threat. Relying on his years of experience fighting in Liyue Harbor, he quickly drew the machete from his waist and threw it upwards into the alley.

The cold sound of weapons clashing came from the roof. Ji Ming looked in the direction of the sound and saw a typical debt collector standing on the roof, with the machete he had thrown at his feet.

"Tsk..."

The debt collector remained silent. The assassination attempt had failed. Killing him out by force was not out of the question, but it would likely attract the Knights of Favonius. However, the target was already on guard and had even noticed the Fatui attire on his body.

Now, the only option is to forcibly silence them.

Kicking up the machete at his feet, the debt collector concealed himself, shifting his position several times in mid-air before pouncing directly on Ji Ming, who was on guard.

I see you.

The speaker was the bard beside the target. He had a serious expression on his face and even exuded a murderous aura. In his hand was a powerful bow.

The bow is drawn to its fullest extent, the wind transforms it into feathers, and the arrow is on the string.

Upon seeing this, the debt collector immediately dodged to the side, but there was nowhere to dodge in the alley, so he could only try to stick to the wall to avoid the attack.

However, the wind was too fast. By the time the debt collector saw the powerful bow in Wendy's hand, the wind, which had turned into arrow feathers, pierced his head instantly, and the huge inertia carried him to a dead end more than 30 meters away.

In a near-instantaneous kill, Ji Ming didn't even get a clear look at the debt collector, but instead saw the debt collector's corpse nailed to the wall of the dead end.

"Hmph, you despicable scoundrel..."

Ji Ming vaguely heard a wind god mutter something, but when he turned around, he only saw Wendy, who had reverted to her carefree personality.

Wendy patted him on the shoulder and teased, "Looks like your business partner isn't exactly honest."

Ji Ming didn't speak; he just stood there staring at the debt collector's corpse, lost in thought for a long time.

Ji Ming was not a hesitant person. Since things had come to the point of a bloody battle and assassination, it was only a matter of a moment before he decided to betray them.

What puzzled Ji Ming was that if Rosalyn really wanted to kill him, why didn't she do it at the Goethe Hotel? Was she worried about making too much of a fuss?

No, the mastermind is someone else, but it is certain that Rosalyn knows the truth, otherwise the Fools' debt collectors would not have been mobilized directly.

Ten years have passed, and all those who wanted Ji Ming dead have been reduced to ashes. If you repay evil with kindness, how will you repay kindness?

Whoever it is, Ji Ming is ready for revenge.

Only repay evil with evil!

Chapter 54 Uniting the Majority

"So, what are you going to do?"

In the alley, Wendy silently used the wind element in the air to remove the body and clean up the bloodstains on the ground. She then turned to look at Ji Ming, who was leaning against the wall in thought.

As one of only two ancient deities to have experienced the war between demons and gods, this small scene is far from even a fraction of the brutality of that time, let alone the war of Kanria five hundred years ago.

I was initially quite worried about Ji Ming, thinking that the boy might be uncomfortable with the bloody scene, but I found that he was not uncomfortable at all, and could even calm down and think.

The old man has never misjudged anyone; those he takes a liking to are no ordinary people.

Even though she was very worried, Wendy had no intention of interfering. If you're going to let your child grow up freely, then you should let them grow freely. If you just interfere with your child's growth trajectory, it's no different from pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

Of course, Venti, as one of the parents, wasn't going to let the Fatui get away with bullying her own child. She had initially thought of doing a favor by giving the gift to Ice God, but now it seemed unnecessary.

Even if one wants to fight against the one in heaven, it is absolutely unacceptable to allow one's subordinates to bully one's own children.

Looking at Wendy's smiling face, Ji Ming didn't comment, because he noticed that there was no smile in the eyes of this wind god.

"Wendy, are you trying to get revenge for me?"

"It would be more satisfying for you to vent your anger yourself than for me to vent it for you, wouldn't it?"

"I think so too."

Ji Ming smiled. It seemed that Wendy had no intention of interfering. If she really wanted to avenge him, the Fools of Mondstadt probably wouldn't live to see noon.

Even though Barbatos doesn't do anything productive, his strength is absolutely unquestionable, as evidenced by his instant kill of the Fools' debt collectors.

Admittedly, this way of taking revenge is quick, but it lacks the thrill of revenge. Ji Ming doesn't want to end this feud so hastily.

The saying "every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor" is not just useless pity, but rather an experience gained from years of navigating the world.

"Leave a way out for others so you can meet again in the future." Ji Ming didn't need to kill all the Fools. Not only was it too difficult and time-consuming, but more importantly, he currently lacked the strength to do so.

Killing every fool you catch is just making enemies out of thin air. It's not a pleasant feeling to have enemies everywhere you go. People who make enemies everywhere are either crazy or stupid.

Unite the majority, isolate the minority, find the real mastermind, and eliminate them as soon as possible—this is Ji Ming's way of taking revenge.

Ji Ming put his arm around Wendy's shoulder and grinned, "Do you know who the mastermind is?"

Wendy's gaze was innocent: "I don't know."

"Little Wendy, lying is not a good thing."

"Little Wendy wasn't lying."

Looking into Wendy's innocent eyes, Ji Ming clicked his tongue, removed his hand from Wendy's shoulder, and wondered if the guy really didn't know.

Perhaps sensing Ji Ming's suspicion, Wendy took the initiative to explain: "Although I am a wind spirit and theoretically can detect any information about the existence of wind elements, in reality I can only detect what I actively pay attention to."

Can you teach me?

“This can’t be taught. I am the wind. If Amin is also a wind spirit, he will naturally be able to learn it.”

"alright."

Without the ability to gather intelligence, Ji Ming dared not reveal his location casually. Mondstadt was not safe now, and the Fatui's spies were probably searching for him everywhere.

Of course, there are ways to break the deadlock.

If Rosalyn is not the mastermind, and if this executive officer still harbors doubts, then her Fools certainly haven't been mobilized.

Just as Tartaglia couldn't command the Fools of the Northern Bank, the mastermind certainly couldn't command Rosalind's men either, unless they reached a consensus.

This is highly unlikely, considering that the Goethe Hotel does not have any assassins or other skilled assassins like the debt collectors; it only has waitresses, envoys, and some normal guards.

Bringing debt collectors to conduct diplomacy—do they think Mondstadt's leadership are all fools?

That's it. Even if Rosalyn wasn't the mastermind, Ji Ming wouldn't go looking for her directly. The risk was too high and the probability too low. He wouldn't do anything risky.

In this situation, the more low-key you are, the more dangerous it is; the more flamboyant you are, the safer you are. If you keep a low profile, the debt collectors might kill Ji Ming in various corners, unless Wendy stays by his side all the time.

If someone were to walk openly down the street, surrounded by ordinary people, the debt collectors of the Fools would certainly not dare to make a move.

"Wendy, do you know who the Night Hero is?"

"I do know that. What do you want to do?"

Do you know what task the Fools gave me?

Wendy smirked: "You want me to find the Night Hero?"