Genshin Impact: I am the Envoy of Winter

The old man was very happy.

"Sir, it's just a few bowls of tea, it's nothing."

When Uncle Zhou heard Zhongli asked Bai Luo to pay for his tea, and it was from his grandfather's generation, he realized that this person's true identity was definitely extraordinary.

He didn't even guess that it was Prince Yan, at most he thought it was an immortal on a certain mountain.

The tea that could make the immortal come down the mountain after smelling the fragrance was already a great reward for him, and he definitely didn't dare to ask for money.

"Don't worry, I... my young master can still afford this little money."

Bai Luo spoke very boldly, and his aura of spending money lavishly was very desirable. It was his words that made people feel a little...

Young master said to the instructor, you have the guts to fight me.

"How do you want to fight? The kind that stops at a certain point? Or a duel of life and death?"

Zhongli's tone was very flat. When he said the three words "decision of life and death", it was as if he was talking about what to eat for lunch today, giving people a chill in the spine.

"Okay!"

Drinking the big bowl of tea in front of him, a whole row of +1 appeared on his head, Bai Luo said domineeringly.

"For sparring, it's natural to stop at a certain point, but considering that I'm a junior, can you let me have a break?"

When he shouted "Okay", everyone thought he was going to agree to the so-called duel of life and death. Zhongli was even considering whether to hold back in the duel.

But his next sentence was so cowardly.

Using the most domineering tone and saying the most cowardly words should refer to this, right?

"How about I give you three moves?"

For thousands of years, Liyue has been full of people who follow the rules, and only in modern times has there been a group of more special younger generations.

For example, Yuheng, one of the seven stars of Liyue, often talks about change, like a sharp blade of the new era, which has caused dissatisfaction among many old antiques.

The same is true for Tianquan. Even if she is more reserved than Yuheng, the Qunyu Pavilion that floats over Liyue all year round has already shown that her ambition and mind are not ordinary.

Especially the formation in the Qunyu Pavilion, which is said to be the formation that makes the Qunyu Pavilion float, but in fact he knows better than anyone that in some critical moments, its attack is even comparable to that of a demon.

With the change of times, young talents in the new era emerge in large numbers, and even Zhidong has talents like Tartaglia and Bai Luo. On the stage of Teyvat, there must be a place for them, right?

If there is a chance, everyone wants to compete for the position of the opponent. After all... not everyone wants to be a chess piece.

Looking up at the Sky Island in the sky, Zhongli showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

He remembered the contract brought by the Fatui executive rooster, which was drafted by Zhidong himself.

In terms of universal rationality, this contract is not fair at all. The price he paid is not equal to what the queen paid.

But... if you change your perspective, a small heart of God can be exchanged for what she paid, which doesn't seem to be a loss.

Wait a little longer... If Tianquan and Yuheng can truly control people's hearts and win the right to rule by man from him, then he can also consider signing the contract that ends all contracts.

By then, he who has been busy for a thousand years may be able to take a real break.

"The contract has been made, and the promise is a promise. Those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks."

Bai Luo didn't know that Zhongli had thought of so many things in a short moment. He only knew that Zhongli would let him have three moves, and that was enough.

Three moves may not be much for others, but for him... he can do a lot of things, such as a nine-headed dragon flash.

"Well, I recognize your contract."

In the eyes of others, Zhongli's words were a bit arrogant, as if he was Morax himself, but in fact... well, he was.

"Then let's go up there?"

After getting Zhongli's recognition, Bai Luo finally put his mind at ease.

He dared to challenge Zhongli so boldly. In addition to his affinity with Liyue, the most important thing was the guarantee of Morax's contract.

As the God of Contract, Morax valued the contract the most, and would never violate the contract, let alone slash him from the back after agreeing to let him leave.

"Wuwangpo? That's fine."

If there is any place suitable for fighting, Wuwangpo is definitely one of them, because in that place,

Basically, no living people can be seen, and there will be no accidental injuries.

Wuwangpo is a very mysterious place in Liyue. Monsters are rampant here, ghosts are everywhere, and there are terrifying ghost fires everywhere. As long as you get closer, even the sky seems to be much darker.

Judging from the ruins of some buildings, there should be people living here, but perhaps they couldn't stand the environment here and moved away later.

The most important thing is that ghosts can really be seen nearby, and there are rumors that people from the Hall of Rebirth often appear nearby because there is a gate connecting to the underworld.

In fact, the truth is much simpler than the rumors.

Because the energy of the earth veins here is relatively disordered, some things that ordinary people can't understand will appear, and those so-called ghosts are also ancient "memories" that appear under the influence of the earth veins.

After Bai Luo and Zhongli stood up, the soldiers of the 9th Company also stood up, and seemed to plan to go to Wuwangpo with Bai Luo and the others.

"Katarina, take your people here to wait for me and help me take care of my slime."

"Yes."

Katarina actually wanted to go with him, because from Bai Luo's attitude, this guy named Zhongli should not be simple.

But their company pays the most attention to discipline. Since Bai Luo has given a death order, they can only wait here. All they can do is to cheer for their master here.

Under the leadership of Zhongli, Bai Luo set foot on the Wuwang Slope, which he had run countless times in the game. It's not that he has any strange habits, it's just that there is a secret realm here that he has to brush.

In order to brush a suitable witch suit for his Klee, he suffered a lot.

Zhongli is very familiar with Wuwang Slope. Whether there is a road or not, he walks very smoothly, and he doesn't even have the behavior of identification. It seems that he can find the place with his eyes closed.

But Bai Luo behind him looks a little absent-minded, as if he has been waiting for something, but the thing he is waiting for has not appeared.

It was not until the two of them came to an open space with puddles that Zhongli stood still and turned to face Bai Luo.

After he turned around, the fancy clothes that were not very suitable for fighting had turned into the combination of Zhongshan suit and western suit in Bai Luo's memory.

It was just an executive fight, not a war between demons, so Zhongli didn't need to change into his own divine clothes. His current state... was more than enough.

"Three moves, don't regret it."

Looking at Zhongli who stood still and didn't even take out his weapon, Bai Luo reminded him again.

"Don't worry, those who break their promises should be punished by eating rocks. I said it myself, so I won't go against it."