Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

It was probably because she was too familiar with the servant god Yingsai, so Ganyu played the role without any unnaturalness. Her every gesture and word were full of vixen flavor, as if pure Baichen blood was flowing in her body.

Unfortunately, this is not a good thing...

Although the performance was so successful that Master Liuyun did not notice anything wrong, it was precisely because it was too successful that Master Liuyun Jiefeng, who did not notice anything wrong, was a little rude.

The wooden door snapped shut again, and the 'Servant God Sakura' lay on the bed with a dazed look in her eyes. Her uncontrollable fox tail tapped on the wooden bed, leaving shallow marks. She muttered to herself, "I'm so stupid. Wouldn't it be better if I could just conform to Sakura's image a little bit?"

"Anyway, it's not strange for him to do anything. It's weird and worrying if he's always normal, but it's normal if he's normal occasionally."

Sometimes it’s not good to be too good at acting.

The God of Attendants Yingsai sighed and took out the equipment of the controlled character, Seven Star Secretary. "There is still a lot of work to be done. I can't rest."

Ying was puzzled and said, "I really don't understand where you work enthusiasts get your spirit from."

Wendy was equally puzzled and said, "I also don't understand why you, Traveler, forgot your companions who were going to Jueyunjian. When Liuyun and the others came here, they didn't seem to bring Paimeng and the others with them."

"...Don't be so sarcastic here. Take a look at yourself first. I still don't understand why you are not worried at all that Tevarin has been sleeping until now. How much medicine did you give him?"

"Don't worry about such trivial matters. I think the matter in the front hall of Bubu Lu is more important for us to pay attention to. A Fatui executive officer seems to want to sponsor the ceremony of sending the immortals? Hey~ This is really ridiculous."

"Really? Go take a look in front."

It was a bit boring to stay in the ward, and Ying had long wanted to go out for a walk. What's more, something interesting was happening outside. If Li Liang didn't go out to take a look at it at this time, it would be a blow to him - a missed opportunity.

He opened the door and slipped out, running into Kuki Shinobu who was delivering breakfast. Ying grabbed a bag and hurried forward.

"...How about you tell me again what you want to do?"

"This is the 23rd time you've asked me this."

She wasn't too late.

Hiding behind Qiqi, Ying watched the confrontation between Kurumi and Tartaglia with bright eyes.

The girl crossed her arms over her chest, tapping the toes of her shoes impatiently on the floor. She urged Bai Zhu to make the immortal incense as soon as possible with her peripheral vision, saying, "I want to confirm again. A foreigner who came from the winter is actually supporting the Songxian Dianyi of Emperor Yanwang? This is simply absurd!"

Tartaglia spread his hands and said sincerely: "I know that my idea is indeed unbelievable to you, but as a warrior who pursues power, I admire your country's famous God of War very much. This is a pure warrior's admiration for the God of War..."

"I want a real reason." Kurumi still looked a little impatient, and her plum blossom eyes even lost the desire to continue looking at Tartaglia. "Bai Shu, hurry up, I have to prepare for the emperor's immortal farewell ceremony, and also prepare for the funeral of my guest official."

Seeing Hu Tao's firm attitude, Tartaglia shrugged helplessly: "Well, I am a little insincere. I want to help ease the relationship between the Fatui and Liyue in this matter."

"At least stop spying on me and give me some privacy. I'm here purely for vacation, not for any mission. At most, I'll just duel with the warriors on your side."

"Master Hu should know that it's not pleasant to go on vacation under the surveillance of others." Tartaglia complained a little.

Walnut suddenly realized, and considering that Tartaglia couldn't take a free vacation, she said, "Baizhu, please buy me the medicinal materials such as cinnabar that will be used in Wangsheng Hall for the next three years. The bill will be put on the account of this kind-hearted Mr. Tartaglia."

"...Master Hu, I support the Yanwang Emperor's Immortal Sending Ceremony, not to become my money bag."

There seemed to be a faint roar from the financier behind the Northland Bank. Out of concern for his colleagues and not wanting to be taken advantage of, Tartaglia frowned and protested, "I've already said all my thoughts, why can't I be sincere?"

"Executive Officer Tartaglia, I think you need to understand one thing. There are too many people who want to sponsor the Emperor's Immortal Sending Ceremony. They all want to contribute to the ancient gods, but I rejected them all."

"The reason why I didn't reject you is mainly because you are so pitiful. If it weren't for this, why would I accept your support? The Hall of Rebirth doesn't lack Moras, and the General Affairs Department doesn't lack either."

Walnut said confidently:

"You were the one who came to me for funding to ease the relationship between the two parties, instead of me coming to you. If you don't want the funding, you can always take it back. In any case, in the eyes of some people, a country that has lost the God of Contracts no longer needs to abide by contracts."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Tartaglia smiled and said, "It is indeed my fault for not considering it carefully. I hope that Master Hu will forgive me. I will continue to provide financial support. I have never thought of breaking my promise."

"You can come to me for anything related to Mora. Northland Bank will do its best to meet all your needs, even if it means paying for all the Mora in the vault."

"Since you said so, Bai Shu..."

"Here." After wiping off the ink on the scales, Changsheng handed over the note he had just written: "There is nothing that Bubu Lu needs to replace recently, just two expanded wards, some damaged furniture, and some patients' treatment fees."

"There is also a stock of medicinal materials that need to be replenished. If you buy all the medicinal materials like cinnabar, the Bubu Lu will naturally need to be refilled. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens and there is no medicinal materials, it will be troublesome."

Changsheng said gently: "Don't worry, young man from the frozen land, there are not many Mora."

"Give."

Kurumi had no interest in the note written by Changsheng, but when she handed the note to Tartaglia, an inexplicable and complicated emotion suddenly arose in her heart.

Is this what it feels like to hand over the bill to someone else?

Zhongli, after you left, I ended up becoming like you.

Tartaglia glanced at the note with worry, hesitated for a second or two, and then decided to go for broke: "Can I sponsor Zhongli's funeral again? I had a very pleasant chat with this guest official before."

"I didn't expect him to leave. It's rare to have such a sincere friend... I really want to help."

"I feel embarrassed when you do this. Qiqi, do you need anything?"

"Go away, hot sun."

Qiqi’s request is simple, just want Hu Tao to go away.

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"Wendy, you have no idea what I'm up against."

Sitting quietly on the bed, Ying lowered her head and remained silent for a while. Suddenly, she shook her head and sighed, "This is the first time that the Fatui have allowed me to see their terrifying financial strength. They possess magical powers that are hard to resist."

"Fortunately, when Hu Tao asked me what I needed, I controlled my own desires and did not take the opportunity to make any random requests." Ying dangled her legs in the air, looking down at her.

"But you made a deal."

"Of course. As a simple and kind-hearted traveler, my moral bottom line does not allow me to ask for a large amount without giving anything in return. In order to satisfy my moral bottom line, I sold the news about the wind god Barbatos to Tartaglia."

The golden coins piled up into a small mountain, supporting the hospital bed and the traveler. She said proudly, "It turns out that these executive officers lack communication. Tartaglia didn't know this news, but he knows it now."

"Alas, I don't really want to earn these Moras. I don't need to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation. The reason I proposed this deal is that I really don't want to offend Walnut, so I can only politely refuse."

"But I didn't expect that the polite refusal didn't work. This is the disadvantage of lack of communication! If the two executives could communicate with each other sincerely, how could I have paid so much Mora?"

Ying felt very sad: "So I made another deal with him and let Tartaglia know the truth. When I first proposed the deal, he thought the executive was your bodyguard!"

"Fifty-five." Wendy held out her hand.

"One and nineteen." Ying snorted coldly.