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

Ah Jin is very strong. She smiled when she said this, which was enough to make people feel sorry for her.

In Liyue Harbor, the daughters of high-ranking officials and nobles have no need to worry about survival. They are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and literature, have memorized literary classics, and can even use arithmetic and geometry skillfully.

Why can they do it, but why can't Ah Jin?

The Liyue government has a golden house, so why not use it to build a school? Why not let all the children of this age receive an education?

Hong Yansheng could barely breathe. He felt a sense of despair towards the Liyue government and could only bitterly comfort Ajin: "Then I'll buy some seeds and a few more farming tools for your family, okay?"

Her voice was almost pleading. Hong Yansheng was worried that the girl wouldn't accept it. Fortunately, A Jin saw his worry and smiled gently: "Yes, I will return it to Brother Yansheng later. It's a pity that I can no longer study with Brother Yansheng."

It's good that you can accept it. I need to pay more attention to Ah Jin's family situation in the future. As for her studies...

Hong Yansheng heard about something: recently, a wealthy businessman in Liyue Harbor proposed to close a nursing home, arguing that there are no homeless children in Liyue Harbor, so why spend more Mora?

This proposal has generated a huge response from both high-level officials and the general public. It is said that most of the Liyue Seven Stars have expressed their approval of the proposal, while Ningguang, the most watched new Tianquan Star, has remained silent.

The minority yielded to the majority, and the nursing home was closed.

Just a few months later, the wealthy businessman who proposed the idea was found dead in an alley. The murderer was a man surnamed "Li," who was said to have come from the closed nursing home.

The news of the wealthy businessman's death alarmed the higher-ups, especially those dignitaries who supported the proposal. They demanded that the new Celestial Star Ningguang thoroughly investigate the case.

The new Celestial Star Ningguang stated that it would be dealt with seriously, but a few days after the wealthy businessman was murdered, his family's business was completely wiped out, and the nursing home was reopened.

With the upper echelons divided, but righteous individuals among the people, Hong Yansheng discovered a path that could change Liyue: becoming one of the radicals.

Chapter 108 [Extra Chapter] Celebrating the Mad Dog of the Martial World (4000 words total)

Since he could remember, Qingkui seemed to have always lived alone. His home was in the Guiliyuan slum. Occasionally, a charming woman would come to take care of him for a few days, leave a sum of money, and then suddenly disappear.

Qingkui knew that it was his mother, a famous courtesan on the Pearl Pavilion, a star who could make people spend thousands of dollars. He had heard that many high-ranking officials and nobles frequented the Pearl Pavilion, just for his mother.

As the son of a geisha, Kyung-kyu didn't tell anyone about it, but his neighbors in the slums weren't blind. Even when they were struggling to make ends meet, they still mocked Kyung-kyu's background.

Qingkui didn't know who his biological father was. Perhaps he was a high-ranking nobleman, but he was abandoned in the slums of Guiliyuan and no one cared about him.

Perhaps because of her biological mother, the famous geisha may have retained a bit of maternal tenderness, so she still gave birth to Kyung-kyu and raised him alone to this day.

"I don't want Mora. Can you stay here tonight?"

"No, I have guests tonight. This amount of Mora is enough for you to live on for a while. Don't mention your relationship with me to anyone else. We have no relationship whatsoever."

There were many such conversations, and the geisha only retained a trace of maternal tenderness, but did not spare even a shred of affection for Kei-kyu.

Qingkui doesn't want money; he only wants love.

However, no one in this world could give him love. His "companions" in the slums mocked him as a bastard, his biological father remained a mystery, and his biological mother refused to acknowledge him as her son.

Thus, hatred became the breeding ground for Qingkui, and he found himself becoming increasingly violent and anxious, yet he could never suppress his own personality.

Qingkui began to hate his mother, and also began to hate everyone and everything in the world, including both kind and unkind people and things.

Finally, one day, the sarcastic remarks of his "comrades" in the slums became the final blow that shattered Qingkui's sanity, and they were about to face the most overwhelming revenge.

From both a strict and universal perspective, Qingkui is not a good person; in fact, he is a despicable madman.

How can one expect magnanimity from a despicable madman? Since the world has turned Qingkui into this state, he will retaliate in kind.

Nine-year-old Qingkui used bricks and stones readily available in the slums to ambush and kill a peer, marking the first step in his revenge against the world.

When Qingkui killed for the first time, he had no thoughts. On the contrary, he was extremely calm. His inner violence and anxiety seemed to have been wiped away. He had an impulse to be intoxicated by it.

Qingkui chose to follow his heart.

Finding an open space to bury the body, Qingkui silently searched for a second target... and then a third, a fourth, until he found the entire slum.

The entire slum had become a small forest. Qingkui was neither a wolf nor a tiger; he was a rabid dog driven mad by hunger, trying to kill every prey with his not-yet-fully-grown teeth.

Inside the tent, the family members were all neatly arranged.

Bright red blood flowed downstream along the riverbank.

No one knows how Qingkui did it. A nine-year-old boy killed an entire slum with just bricks and stones in his hand. It can only be attributed to hatred.

No one is innocent. When they get involved, when they stand by indifferently, when they stand silently, they will cry out for mercy only when they are about to die.

They didn't know they were wrong; they knew they were going to die.

By nightfall, no one in the small slum had survived except for Qingkui.

Qingkui burned down the small slum, leaving behind only the traces of his revenge. He was far from satisfied; this was only the first step in his vengeance. He hoped to begin even greater and more extensive revenge.

After wandering for several days in the vast Guili Plains, Qingkui finally found the main road leading to Liyue Harbor, and he headed there without hesitation.

The small slum that was burned to ashes will cause a huge uproar in Liyue Harbor a month later. Some say it is the venting of a treasure-hunting group, while others say it is a monster riot in the wild. There are different opinions.

Many coroners and members of the Thousand Rock Army went to the scene to investigate, but the charred corpses did not prove anything. In order not to affect Liyue's trade with other countries, the Liyue leadership decided to eradicate the former slum and announced the sealing of the case files.

Yes, to the Liyue leadership, it was just the death of thirty-odd insignificant and worthless commoners; in fact, it was a fitting end to their deaths.

If the poor were allowed to flock to Liyue Harbor, perhaps a few kind-hearted noble families would suggest building more nursing homes, or recommend allocating more funds to them.

It's good that he's dead; there's one less slum in Liyue, and we won't have to spend any more Mora.

As for who the murderer is, that's not important, nor is the opinion of those legal experts who still have a sense of justice, even if he has already fled to Liyue Harbor.

Qingkui is crazy, but he is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart. Foolish people cannot stay in Liyue Harbor for long, but he has survived in Liyue Harbor for many years.

Pearl Ferry was Qingkui's first destination when he arrived in Liyue Harbor. He had been observing his biological mother for a long time, but he had not noticed a trace of sadness on her face, or even a hint of joy.

Perhaps because she was no longer burdened, the mother smiled more. Compared to her son Qingkui, who couldn't be brought into the light, she probably loved her reputation and Mora more.

The surname "Qing" was probably chosen haphazardly by the mother, while the given name "Kui" was probably not her blessing, but rather her ideal and wish.

She's the top courtesan of the Pearl Pavilion, but she's already the top courtesan, so why can't she share even a little bit of affection with him?

Qingkui couldn't bring himself to harm his own mother, so he turned his attention to the Pearl Ferry, wanting to find out who owned it.

If he hadn't been the owner of the Pearl Ferry, Qingkui might not have ended up in such a state.

There are many capable people in the martial arts world. Perhaps a fortune teller on the street is a well-known intelligence chief in the underworld. Qingkui has lived in Liyue Harbor for many years, and in his twenties, he has long since figured out the rules of the martial arts world.

Tianxuan, son of a businessman who made his fortune in real estate, is one of the rulers of Liyue who oversees law enforcement agencies such as the courts, and is also the mastermind behind the Pearl Ferry.

Even the mad dog-like Qing Kui was still stunned for quite some time after he learned the detailed information about Tianxuan Star.

It can only be said that the lives of people in high positions are often decadent and unbearable to look at, and Tianxuan Star even used the Pearl Pavilion as a private place for indulgence.

In short, he appeals to men, women, young and old, and he even has some masochistic tendencies.

Even Qing Kui, when he kills someone, does so with a single, decisive blow and never resorts to cruelty.

No matter how crazy Qingkui is, he is still a human being.

"Boy, you're asking about Lord Tianxuan Star's information, you wouldn't happen to be thinking of..."

The fortune teller, who was pretending to be blind while wearing sunglasses, chuckled and then said, "You're only in your twenties, unlike me, an old man with many years of youth to live recklessly. Why do you want to die?"

Qingkui toyed with the short, dagger: "There's no point in me living."

"Hey, you're so young, yet you keep talking about the meaning of things," the fortune teller laughed sharply. "Let me tell you, many people in Liyue hate Tianxuan Star. Lord Tianxuan Star is even more ruthless than the underworld, and he's done a lot of things like forcing women into prostitution."

"Then why doesn't anyone kill him?"

Do you think people are crazy?

The fortune teller stroked his white beard, his eyes darting around: "People leave their voices behind, geese leave their names behind. Since you don't want to live, why not do something important before you die?"

Qingkui understood the fortune teller's meaning, and without hesitation, he stuck the short dagger into the table and said, "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me the information."

"Honestly, I've never seen a madman before."

"I'm crazy."

"I see it."

The fortune teller's information was very detailed, including but not limited to Tianxuan Star's personal residence, routes of entry and exit, and the private carriage he usually rode in. He even truthfully told the number of guards and their weapons and equipment.

According to Qingkui's reconnaissance, the intelligence was indeed as the fortune teller had said: if the public were to travel, the number of guards and the Qianyan Army around Tianxuan Star would increase exponentially.

If it is a private trip, Tianxuanxing will not be escorted by the Thousand Rock Army. Most of the time, he will only be accompanied by a few elite guards. This is the most convenient time for Qingkui to make his move.

For several days in a row, Qingkui, unusually unable to contain his restlessness, used his crooked drawing skills to create a map of the most commonly used private routes on Tianxuan Star. He also discovered that secret guards occasionally appeared on the streets during the survey.

Thanks to thorough preparation, Qingkui identified three optimal locations for action: the private courtyard on Tianxuan Star, the stone bridge from Feiyun Slope to Liyue Main Street, and the sea from the dock to the Pearl Ferry.

The first preparation location was too risky. Qingkui didn't know if there were any warnings in the courtyard, but this was a dark place where the guards were most relaxed.

The second preparatory location is the riskiest, but this area has the most people. The large number of pedestrians will conceal Qing Kui's tracks, making it easier for him to approach Tianxuan Star's carriage.

The third preparation location is the safest. If an assassination is to be carried out here, it would probably require someone who is good at swimming to accompany the assassin.

Qingkui was most optimistic about the third reserve location, but unfortunately he was not a good swimmer and belonged to the type of person known as a "landlubber".

Left with no other choice, Qingkui once again sought out that shifty-eyed fortune teller.

"Old man, are there any people in the underworld who know how to swim?"

"Boy, you'd better look elsewhere. I don't have any madmen here who would dare to assassinate Tianxuan Star."

Qingkui scoffed. Liyue was so vast, yet no one could compare to him, this bloodthirsty madman.

Just as Qingkui was about to leave, a teenager blocked his way.

"I heard you're going to assassinate Tianxuan Star?"