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Who could resist such a "mentor"?! This is foul play! Keqing realized for the first time that her most terrifying enemy might not be Ningguang...

Ye Lan felt an especially strong sense of danger.

She and Han Fulai had always had a relationship that was both enemies and friends, and they were enemies more often than friends. They had schemed against each other more than once... It wasn't until the incident with Taiwei Yipan that they truly became "comrades-in-arms" who entrusted their lives to each other. In fact, they had saved each other's lives once.

But when it comes to "saving lives"—Han Fulai has relied on Gan Yu's "Heavenly Flower of Descending Masses" to save his life more than once.

Ye Lan's gaze fell on the back of Han Fulai's right hand.

Although the contract mark was not yet visible, Ye Lan knew that there was a golden three-leaf knot mark there, and Gan Yu also had an identical mark on the back of his right hand.

He and Gan Yu had formed a "soul bond," a relationship far more intimate than that of the others.

As someone who's been through it all, Ye Lan knows best how easy it is to go from "gratitude" to "affection"... Who knows, the most important person in Han Fulai's heart might just be Gan Yu.

Gan Yu didn't compete before, not because she couldn't compete, but because she didn't want to... What if she wanted to?

Their petty squabbles were probably nothing more than child's play in Gan Yu's eyes.

Ye Lan was acutely aware of a terrifying fact—the advantages they had in relationships seemed to be all of Gan Yu's, and not only all of them, but more and stronger.

If the rain is gentle and unassuming, seeing it is like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky; if the rain is assertive and assertive, seeing it is like an ant seeing the blue sky!

The higher you look up to it, the more solid it becomes; the closer you get to it, the more unbreakable it seems; it appears before you, and suddenly it's behind you... Such an opponent is terrifying.

Almost simultaneously, the three women all wore the same wry smile. Then, their eyes met again, and an unspoken understanding was instantly established at the dinner table.

There are two kinds of strongest friendships between women: one is complaining about men together, and the other is dealing with the same woman.

We're all good sisters, why are we fighting? It's time to unite!

Gan Yu seemed oblivious to everything. With a faint smile on her face, she said softly, "Today is a happy day, everyone, let's start eating. The food will get cold if we don't eat soon."

Chapter Thirty-Two: She's Waiting for You at Home

Han Fulai felt a warmth in his heart.

Since he transmigrated to Liyue, he has been on a mission almost every day, rushing from one event to another like he's in a war. Even holidays and festivals are often disrupted by various unexpected events.

Being able to sit down like this and enjoy a home-cooked meal with his loved ones is a luxury for him.

But this wish has become a reality today.

Having my own "home" for the first time, celebrating my birthday with my loved ones for the first time—two joys overlapped, and this double joy brought even more joy. It was truly a dreamlike and blissful time.

Even the initially tense "battleground" atmosphere has now turned into a harmonious one—thanks to Gan Yu.

That's why the Qilin is said to be an auspicious beast! May the rains bring peace and safety to your home!

Deeply moved, Han Fulai secretly decided that from now on, whenever he was at Yuehai Pavilion, he would make Gan Yu's favorite "rice pudding" every day—three meals a day!

Everyone chatted at the dinner table, sharing their experiences over the past few days, making the time they had been apart a memory for each other.

After several rounds of drinks, the cups and plates were empty, and Han Fulai's first "family banquet" came to a successful conclusion.

Slightly tipsy, Keqing's face was flushed as she leaned against Han Fulai's shoulder, her hazy almond-shaped eyes filled with a misty light: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight. Would you like to go for a walk with me? You haven't seen the night view of Liyue Harbor in a long time, have you?"

Ningguang smiled and looked up at the full moon outside the window: "Qunyu Pavilion is a hundred feet high, and one can pluck the stars with their hands. If you want to enjoy the moon, why not come and sit in my Qunyu Pavilion? There is a gentle breeze and a bright moon above, and thousands of lights below. It has a unique charm. Hmm, if Miss Yelan is willing, you can come along."

Ye Lan chuckled softly, rose, and bid farewell to everyone: "I long for such a beautiful time and scenery, but alas, I am bound by worldly affairs. Having troubled you for so long at the Moon Sea Pavilion, it is time to return and attend to the teahouse business."

As she stood up, she seemed to casually turn the "Mysterious Bracelet"—a ray of magical light flickered on the jade bracelet.

This was Ye Lan's secret signal to Han Fulai, meaning "I'm waiting for you in the teahouse."

Of course, she also prepared a birthday gift for him.

She specially changed into a beautiful new outfit; shouldn't she let him experience it firsthand? To experience it deeply, hmm.

The three men appeared to have made separate invitations, but their purpose was surprisingly the same—to pull him out of the Moon Sea Pavilion.

Away from this "home ground" of sweet rain, it's naturally free for birds to fly and fish to leap.

Han Fulai couldn't bear to miss any of the three invitations, so naturally he would accept them all. Since the atmosphere was so good right now, perhaps he could try stacking all three invitations together?

...And Ningguang seemed to have meant the same thing just now?

However, before he could nod in agreement, Gan Yu spoke up first: "You must be tired after your long journey. Why don't you stay here with me tonight?"

She tilted her head slightly, looking at the lounge behind her, "...You haven't used that bed in a long time either."

These words not only sobered Ke Qing up, but also froze Ning Guang and Ye Lan.

isn't it?

You just announced tonight that you'd "enter the competition," and then you turned around and took the "trophy" to your bed?

Isn't the progress a little too fast?

In the eyes of the three, Gan Yu was clearly "demonstrating": "Do you think the three of you tied together are a match for me? Come at me all at once, I'm in a hurry."

What's infuriating is that none of the three of them had the right to resist Gan Yu's "demonstration".

Han Fulai used to live in this lounge, so it was perfectly reasonable for Gan Yu to ask him to stay overnight—in terms of background, this office was Han Fulai's "home." He had just returned from a long journey, so what was wrong with his family letting him stay overnight? It was only natural!

On the contrary, it would seem very immature of them to fight over it at this time...

Han Fulai paused for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded: "In that case, I'll stay at Yuehai Pavilion tonight. Ningguang, Aqing, and Lan... Miss Yelan, I'll see you off."

After arranging another time with several people outside, Han Fu returned to his office.

Gan Yu was sitting alone on the windowsill, looking down at the flowerbeds in the garden. The moonlight shone on her fair skin, like a holy halo. Quiet and reserved, yet captivating, she was impossible to look away from.

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Han Fulai recalled a song called "White Moonlight".

Speaking of which, Gan Yu really was his "white moonlight," even when he died from overwork in his previous life, he was still thinking about her... Having just become her personal secretary and moved into this office, the inexperienced Han Fulai was really struggling to control his emotions.

On the contrary, after he gradually became familiar with Gan Yu, the "white moonlight" filter faded a lot, and he no longer had any romantic thoughts when looking at Gan Yu. Instead, his respect for her grew day by day.

As he became more and more involved in the grand scheme of this world, he came to understand more and more how difficult it was for Gan Yu to sit steadily in the Moon Sea Pavilion for three thousand years.

From a "player's" perspective, Gan Yu is just a slightly confused yet adorable workaholic half-wit girl; but if you really become Gan Yu's "colleague," you'll be someone to look up to like a mountain and follow in her footsteps.

To put it more bluntly, Han Fulai felt that there were probably very few men in the world worthy of Gan Yu, truly.

Having always received guidance and support from Gan Yu, he felt that Gan Yu was more of a "mentor and friend" than a "woman"—while others might have misunderstood Gan Yu's decision to let him stay overnight at Yuehai Pavilion, he never did.

Hearing him enter the room, Gan Yu turned around with a slight smile on her face: "You're really something now. Those girls are all fighting over you, and they've even turned their attention to me. Considering that you're 'my person,' shouldn't I say I feel a lot of pressure?"

Han Fulai returned the smile: "My past reputation is not undeserved. I only hope not to fail the deep kindness shown to me and my teachers and friends."

The two exchanged another smile.

“Someone didn’t come to tonight’s ‘family dinner’… but I think you must really want to see her,” Gan Yu said.

Han Fulai nodded: "I guessed it. You kept me here because of Ahe."

"Okay." Gan Yu pointed to her own lounge. "Go ahead, she's waiting for you at home."

Memories of the past surfaced in his mind—back then, he was seriously injured in the battle against Ba Che, and when Shen He used the "dual cultivation" method to treat him, he borrowed Gan Yu's rest room... There was even an incident where Gan Yu opened the door and witnessed the "medical process".

Han Fulai thanked Gan Yu and pushed open the door to the lounge.

There was no one in the lounge.

Of course, if someone is hiding here, even with Shen He's cultivation level, it would be impossible to hide it from him and Ke Qing and the others.

But since Gan Yu said Ahe was there, she must be there.

Han Fulai recalled the words Liu Yun Zhenjun had said when he left: "If you truly miss her, ha... you will meet her again."

If I truly miss her, I can meet her.

Where should we meet?

at home.

So, Shen He waited for him at home.

He took out the "Dust Song Pot" from his pocket.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Her Galaxy, His Empire [4k5]

When the great Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai visited Tao Hongjing's former residence in Maoshan, he left behind the exclamation, "When will I be able to cast off my shoes and leave this world behind, where there is a different world of sun and moon in a wine pot?" Today, Han Fulai truly understands what it means to have "a vast universe in one's sleeve and a long world of sun and moon in one's wine pot."

Don't be fooled by the fact that the "Dust Song Pot" is only the size of a palm; it truly holds a unique secret within.

This wasn't Han Fulai's first time entering a celestial grotto. He had visited the grotto of Minghai Qixia Zhenjun and the grotto of Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun, and of course he had also seen the interior of the "Chenge Pot" in the game—but the grotto before him was a completely different concept from those grottoes.

The most obvious difference is the size.

Although the cave heavens he had seen before also contained hidden universes, those "hidden universes" were at most a few large floating islands, which in reality covered an area of ​​a few hectares, roughly equivalent to the Yujingtai district.

For someone like Han Fulai, who was used to living in partitioned rooms and offices, owning an entire block of land like the True Lords was simply too "nouveau riche," something he never even dared to dream of.

After all, Granny Ping and the others needed to use rare materials like "Sparkling Gold Mud" and "Emerald Jade Rock" to create a cavern using "Exterior Scenery." Even if they didn't ask him for a fee, he couldn't afford to use too many materials. And even if he could afford it, Liyue didn't have that many precious materials for him to waste on his private residence.

All he originally wanted was a house to live in, about the same size as Yan Fei's house, and it would be even better if it had a landscaped courtyard—a small villa with a garden was already his most extravagant dream.

Honestly, the Yanfei family's house is "mansion" enough for him. Even if the immortals were to take pity on him and build him a "real mansion" like the Qunyu Pavilion, he wouldn't need it even if it were that big!

But what he saw now was not a "mansion", nor a "neighborhood" or "floating island", but a continuous range of majestic peaks that stretched as far as the eye could see.

That's... the entire Tianheng Mountain Range!

Mount Tianheng stretches across the eastern and western ends of Liyue, bordered by the Biyue River in front and Liyue Harbor behind, extending for hundreds of miles. And Granny Ping actually moved the entire Mount Tianheng into her "Dust Song Jar"?

This truly is "containing Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed"!

As he was in shock, a small blue magpie flew from afar, landed in front of him, and suddenly grew into a large magpie the size of Paimon.

The large bird fanned itself with its wings while panting heavily: "Phew... you've finally arrived! If you hadn't come, I was going to ask A-Du to put up missing person notices outside..."

Although she was complaining, her voice was surprisingly clear and pleasant, like birdsong.

Yes, she was originally a tuan que.

Han Fulai was stunned for a moment, looking at that round, chubby face, and remembered a long-forgotten name: "You are... A-Yuan?"

"Hey, is that the name A-Ping told you?" The large sparrow was also taken aback, muttering something to itself, "She clearly has a divine name, how come you only remember that she's round-faced..."

Han Fulai could now understand why Yingmei always liked to joke around with Paimon—anyone would want to tease such a cute, chubby creature if they had one around.

He put on a serious face and bowed to A Yuan according to the ancient Liyue etiquette: "I am Han Fulai, and I greet 'True Lord Xiaohong Jiyu'."

A-Yuan complains about her name, but when someone actually calls her "True Lord of Rainbow Clearing and Rain" in a serious tone, she actually gets shy.

"No, don't call me that. Just call me 'A-Yuan'."

This "A Yuan," and the "A Du" she just mentioned, are both "pot spirits" in the game who manage the "Dust Song Pot" for the players.

Strictly speaking, A-Yuan should be considered a "shikigami," just like the "Piaojin Mechanism" created by Liuyun Zhenjun and the "Ice Puppet" driven by A-He. Essentially, they are helpers created by immortals like Granny Ping to manage their own grotto-heavens, responsible for doing chores such as guarding the grotto and cleaning.

As a creation of the immortals, A Yuan's own immortal power cultivation is not very high. He is still some distance away from the "Hidden Void" realm and can barely take human form. He is far from being able to call himself "True Lord So-and-so".

In the past, Liyue was constantly at war. The war between the demon gods often caused storms and darkness. At that time, the still young Granny Ping, also known as "A Ping" in A Yuan's words, and her fellow immortals, in order to cherish the peaceful times of the past, gave A Yuan the immortal title "True Lord of Rainbow Clearing and Rain Gathering," which means "the clouds disperse and the rain stops, and the rainbow shines brightly."

Therefore, the title "True Lord Who Clears Rain and Rains" is essentially equivalent to Inazuma's "Sunny Doll," representing the wish for "the sky to clear after the rain." Like other titles such as "True Lord Who Rolls Down the Mountain" or "True Lord Who Chokes the Demon God," it is just a nickname.

Now that time has passed and Liyue has long since returned to peace, the wish of "Xiaohong Jiyu" is no longer mentioned. "Xiaohong Jiyu Zhenjun" has reverted to "Ayuan". Only old friends like Granny Ping occasionally tease her about it when they see her.

As if trying to ease the awkwardness, A-Yuan quickly changed the subject: "A-Ping instructed me that I would take care of all the miscellaneous matters in this cave, and from now on I will be your 'housekeeper'. Whatever you need, just come to me. My job is to create a comfortable resting environment for you. By the way... what should I call you?"

Han Fulai looked at her with great interest: "A-Yuan, how do you usually address the immortals?"

A Yuan tugged at the tips of her wings: "A Ping likes me to call her by her first name, saying it makes her seem younger; Xianyun Lao A... Sister is so pretentious, she insists I add the title of True Lord; Lishui, Dieshan, and Minghai are just referred to by their immortal titles... Hmm, speaking of which, I don't even know your immortal title yet?"

Han Fulai scratched his head: "A title... I really don't have one."

"Salt King Emperor" was just a title he came up with on a whim, and no one had ever heard of it before. As for "True Lord Who's Good at Finding People," let's not even mention it... As for ordinary titles, being called "Deputy Minister Han" or "Mr. Han" at home always made him feel like he was working overtime, so it was better not to use titles when he wasn't at work.

After thinking it over, I decided to just be a member of the "A" generation as well.

"How about you just call me 'Ah Lai'?"

A-Yuan tilted her round face up and thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No, no, there's a famous writer in Liyue with that name, we'll get confused."

Han Fulai recalled the alias he had used: "So, 'Afei'?"

A Yuan shook her head again: "No, no, there's a famous swordsman in Liyue with that name, it'll be confusing."

Han Fulai shrugged: "Then 'Fulai' is acceptable, right?"

A-Yuan still shook her head: "No, no, I know a crow named 'Fu Lai,' and he has a friend named 'A-Fu'..."

"Uh..." Han Fulai was also stumped. He didn't expect this "professional butler" to be so particular about how he addressed people.