Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

It has been a long time since the day when we went to Wanwen Collection to do detailed analysis. The students in the private school have another holiday, which is to go home and worship their ancestors.

Su Ping did not set out rashly this time, but waited obediently in the private school for his father to pick him up.

Because he had previously obstructed someone's plan, he was afraid that the other party would not just let it go, and the security in Liyue Harbor was tight, so the other party probably wouldn't dare to take action, so it was possible that they were outside.

Su Ping couldn't gamble on the other party's patience. He absolutely couldn't do anything that he was not sure of, and he absolutely couldn't do it at this moment.

However, this would very likely put his father in danger as well, so Su Ping needed to make a plan first and think about how to avoid this disaster.

"The reason we do it outside the city is that there are no witnesses and it is easier to dispose of the body. These advantages are based on the absence of people."

"If there are too many people, then their method of escaping will not be effective. This can greatly reduce the possibility of an ambush. After all, they have not taken action for so long, they should not let their waiting go to waste."

"Of course, this is just my own guess. Maybe they didn't set up any ambush. Or maybe the ambush is not outside the city..."

Although Su Ping looks like a child, his calculations are almost demonic. This is due to years of hard work and his own growth, which others do not know.

"I've thought of everything, but I still have to prepare a backup plan. Unfortunately, I only have the body of an eight-year-old now. Even if I train every day, I'm no match for an adult, let alone those thugs."

Su Ping sighed deeply. He felt a little annoyed with all these things weighing on his mind.

Su Ping leaned against the wall with his head tilted back, casually glancing around at the empty area. When he glanced at his pillow, his expression changed slightly.

Under the pillow was the reward he received after he went to Wanwen Collection to do detailed analysis of poems and essays a few days ago.

The total amount is 60,000 Mora, and it is only the initial fixed fee. When the book is published in the future, depending on the effect, a certain amount of profit will be given, and the profit will be split 30% to 70%.

Su Pingsan, Wanwen Jisheqi. After all, it was only because of the reputation and publicity of Wanwen Jishe that his poems and essays spread so quickly.

If not, it would probably take a long time before anyone would see it.

In addition, this was the share that Senior Sister Ji Fang gave him because they were classmates. Otherwise, Su Ping would not have thought that he could earn such an income just by writing two poems.

Even if he was a student of Confucius, even if he looked like a child, he could not, and absolutely could not, achieve such a level.

Su Ping folded his arms and murmured to himself, "I owe you so many favors. Hmm... I must pay them back in the future!"

A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water. This is the principle that Su Ping adheres to in his heart and an idea that he will never betray, just like his uncle who took him out to see the vast world.

But he didn't have the chance to do anything for his uncle at that time, so in this life, Su Ping never wanted to let what had happened happen again.

After making this oath in his heart, Su Ping heard a voice calling him. The voice was deep and had a slight sense of vicissitudes, but it was also gentle and kind, which was very reassuring.

"Ping'er, Dad is here to pick you up."

"Dad!" Su Ping took the money and stood up, then walked out quickly.

Outside the door of Dormitory No. 3, a tall figure was standing there. His ordinary face was a little dark, due to years of working outside.

This figure is Su Yue, Su Ping's father. He is the tallest mountain in his eyes, a fearless person who protects the family from wind and rain.

"Let's go, don't make your mother wait anxiously." Su Yue took his son's slender and tender little hand with his rough big hand and walked outside.

Su Ping smiled, hummed, and followed closely.

After leaving the private school, Su Yue originally planned to take his son home directly, but he slapped his head and muttered, "I forgot to tell you just now, Ping'er, did you forget to bring anything?"

As he spoke, he looked at his son beside him, his eyes resting on his face, very gentle.

Su Ping patted his chest and smiled, "Everything I need to bring is here."

"That's good, let's go home!" Su Yue nodded and took big steps, but his steps were not too big. He always kept them at a certain size that would not exceed the size of the children next to him.

This is the process of transformation as a father, from a man who would not have paid attention to these things originally, to changing his impatience, hiding his playful nature, and slowly supporting the family, all of which are part of the job of this profession called "father".

One step of Su Yue is equivalent to more than two steps of Su Ping, and Su Yue's big hands are also wider than Su Ping's hands.

This seemed like a legacy that appeared in the eyes of passers-by, but such scenes were very common in Liyue Harbor. No one would pay special attention to it, and no one would keep it in their mind.

At the exit of Liyue Harbor, when the father and son arrived here, not many people were leaving the city. There were only a few people sparsely on the road, which was completely different from the bustling city just now.

To be on the safe side, Su Ping planned to wait until there were more people before leaving the city, so he made an excuse to his father, saying that he was a little tired and needed to rest for a while.

Su Yue originally wanted to carry his son back, but when he thought that his son was only eight years old and might feel embarrassed to be carried by him in front of others, he agreed to the suggestion of taking a rest.

Sitting on a stone chair nearby, Su Yue looked at his calm son and couldn't help but recall how he and his father walked into Liyue Harbor many years ago.

At that time, Su Yue was only a few years old, not as old as Su Ping is now. He always looked at the various new things in Liyue Harbor with a sparkle in his eyes.

It seemed that it was at that time, when he was a little sleepy on his father's back, that he noticed some strange looks from the people around him. He didn't know whether they were looked down upon or what.

Anyway, it seemed to be related to only two things: his and his father's clothes, and his father carrying him on his back...

After that, Su Yue never asked his father to carry him on his back again. He always walked by himself. Even though he still missed his father's strong arms, he relied on his masculine strength to hold back.

Su Yue remembered that his father at that time didn't say anything when he saw him like this. There was still love in his eyes, but there was something different, but he couldn't tell.

Even at this moment, he still didn't understand what that expression was and what it meant.

But after that, Su Yue seemed to have gradually talked less and less with his father. Sometimes when they sat together, they even felt awkward because... they had nothing to say.

The past came to his mind, either bringing a smile or recalling the sadness. Su Yue really wanted to be supported by his father's strong arms again, but this wish was destined to never come true.

On the same stone table, there were two people sitting, one big and one small. They were a father and son, and also a father and son with two other people.

At that time, the father who protects his son from wind and rain can become a worry-free son, and the son with light shoulders should take over the heavy responsibility and become a father. This change of position will be passed on, and it has always been like this, from generation to generation.

The other two, one in the past and one in the unknown future, were waiting for one of them...

While waiting, Su Ping's eyes did not leave the people around him who were resting. It was a pity that it was still not the peak period, and there were still only a few people, so he needed to continue waiting.

Just as Su Ping frowned slightly, a burst of talking came into his ears.

"Senior, you don't have to go there in person."

"No, as Yue Haiting's secretary, this is what I should do. There is no reason for me to be exempted from it just because of work." The woman's voice was soft, like a cloud.

"But this village is located in a remote area, south of Tianheng Mountain, and quite a distance from Liyue Harbor..."

"It's okay. I'm used to it. You can go back first."

"Well, okay, then you should go early and come back early, senior."

"See you."

The blue-haired woman waved goodbye to her colleague, then turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly stopped, with a look of confusion and surprise on her beautiful face.

This look was because of the child in his eyes, a child with a milky face, that is, Su Ping.

As soon as he heard their words, Su Ping took action secretly and groped over quietly, just for this sudden move to leave some impression on the other party.

"Hmm..." The blue-haired woman blinked, feeling a little embarrassed by the child who had been staring at her. A hint of redness appeared on her moon-like face.

Su Ping actually didn't want this to happen. After all, it was impolite to stare at someone, especially a woman.

However, in order to avoid possible danger, he had to temporarily put aside the rule of "do not look at what is inappropriate".

Just like that, the child looked at the woman. The woman was inexplicably nervous. She pinched the corner of her clothes with both hands and finally spoke, "Little boy, why are you staring at me?"

Su Ping's eyes flickered, and his face showed the innocence that a child of his age should have. He said blankly: "Because sister, you... are beautiful!"

"Eh... well, thank you." The blue-haired woman scratched her head and smiled back, seeming to be a little uncomfortable. It was probably the first time she was praised like this by someone, by a child.

Su Yue saw that his son and a woman he had never met seemed to be chatting happily, so he did not go over to disturb them and just watched quietly.

"Well, big sister, are you going to South Village?" Su Ping said, and then explained: "It's the village south of Tianheng Mountain."

The blue-haired woman was stunned. Could it be that her conversation with her colleague just now was overheard?

Su Ping smiled secretly in his heart, but he pretended to be apologetic on the surface, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I just heard someone talking about where I live, and I was a little curious... Well, I'm sorry."

He lowered his head and spoke in a sluggish voice, as if his entire aura had dropped a little, making him look exactly like an apologetic child.

Seeing this, the blue-haired woman quickly waved her hands and said, "It's okay, it's not a secret. It's okay, you don't have to apologize."

"What's your name? Where are your parents?" The blue-haired woman squatted down, a little shorter than the standing child.

"My name is Su Ping. My father is over there and my mother is waiting for us at home. I was tired from walking just now, so I want to rest here for a while." While Su Ping was speaking, his hands kept waving, sometimes pointing in a certain direction, sometimes gesturing something.

The blue-haired woman looked at the child who used his hands more than his mouth and smiled gently, "So that's how it is."

"Yeah." Su Ping nodded, thinking the time was right, and asked, "Big sister, what's your name? Can you tell me?"

"Me? My name is Ganyu, and I'm Yue Haiting's secretary."