The Weapon Master Will Never Die with His Bare Hands in Genshin Impact

"You don't have the right to move on, just leave now!" Zhong Li ordered the fools.

And Clement also fled towards the ruins in a panic.

"Don't become like that in the future!" Ying pointed at the idiots and said to Paimon.

"This is my line! Traveler, you must be careful not to become like that!" Paimon said.

Zhong Li slowly retracted his gun, and turned to several people: "Clemente's mistake was greed. Because of his greed, he broke the contract he made...Besides greed, there are still many things that make people wonder. The temptation to break a contract."

Zhongli looked sideways at Wan Yan: "And now... why don't you take this opportunity to make it clear!"

As soon as Ying heard this, she became energetic: "Zhongli, are you finally ready to expose her? Do you want me to do it?"

Jia Changjiang also looked at Wan Yan with a smile: "Actually, let me come..."

"Anyway, now that group of idiots has gone, and those who are greedy for money have run away, and the remaining people who didn't come here for archaeology should be made clear." Jia Changjiang said.

Wan Yan took a step back: "What do you... mean?"

"Leaving aside how many flaws you pretended to be an archaeologist, the rumors of the demon god of salt that you mentioned in the Zhudianfang are more widely spread in the Yinyuan Hall." Zhong Li said: "Compared to others, it is still The Demon God of Salt itself is more interesting to you, right?"

"We've all seen it!" Ying Yi said with a little pride.

Paimon also put his hips in the air beside him: "I see!"

"Stop talking!" Wan Yan hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Mr. is indeed knowledgeable and talented. It seems that asking you questions is indeed the right choice."

"That's right, I come from Yinyuan Hall among the Seven Stars and Eight Gates. My ancestors were the people who were protected by the Demon God of Salt during the Demon God War." Wan Yan said with a bit of indignation: "During the war, Morocco Lax assassinated our god! He is jealous of the power of the Demon God of Salt and made us go home!"

Wan Yan's expression struggled: "I...we hate him! But Liyue is Morax's Liyue! History must be allowed to be whitewashed by him!"

"So I want to prove it! Morax is evil too! He has blood on his hands! He has a cruel side too!"

What Wan Yan said made Ying tilt her head, feeling a little strange.

Facing Wan Yan, Ying spoke directly: "It was a demon war at that time, right? Is it normal to have blood on your hands? And..."

Ying thought for a while, and said bluntly to Wan Yan: "I think you're somewhat clueless."

"Me?" Wan Yan was stunned.

Ying also went on to say: "Whether Lord Yan assassinated the Demon God of Salt is hard to say, but if it is true as you said, Lord Yan has no reason to take in your ancestors, right?"

Wan Yan was still persistent: "That's Morax, he's a guilty conscience! If it wasn't for him, then..."

"Enough!" Jia Changjiang stopped the quarrel between Ying and Wan Yan.

Jia Changjiang looked at Wan Yan: "I still say that, your remarks are mixed with too much of your own subjective judgment."

"The truth of the last matter may be very different from what you guessed."

Chapter 287 No matter good or evil!

"But! Before the truth of the matter comes out! No one can deny whether what I said is wrong!"

Wan Yan still persisted in saying this.

She knew that her behavior might be a bit...but this was her goal all along!This is what she has always believed in!

Although she hadn't entered the ruins until today, she had been working hard to find the truth before entering the ruins.

If she gives up...then...

What is her hard work all this time?

Wan Yan looked at Zhongli: "Mr. Zhongli! We signed a contract!"

"You have to face the truth, right! For this matter...you have to make a fair judgment!! Even if the truth of the matter is not good for Morax!" Wan Yan said persistently.

Zhongli nodded: "That's natural, and... Liyue is no longer Liyue of Morax."

"Come with me, the answer to everything is ahead."

Just when Zhong Li was about to lead everyone forward, Jia Changjiang spoke up.

"No! Wait!"

Jia Changjiang stopped Zhongli and Wan Yan, and said to Wan Yan: "I didn't hear your reply clearly when I was on the top."

"If... the truth of the matter is not what you think, or even completely different... so what about you?"

Jia Changjiang directly stopped Wan Yan from asking.

Zhongli originally wanted to go straight forward, but because of Jia Changjiang, he temporarily stopped.

"What do you mean?" Wan Yan looked at Jia Changjiang.

"If the truth of the matter is not what you thought before, can you, like Zhongli, make a fair judgment on the truth of the matter?"

Jia Changjiang said straightforwardly: "Before moving on, if you just rely on persistence like this, I advise you to go back directly with this salt ruler."

Jia Changjiang put a smile on his face: "You can go back and take this salt ruler, spread the power of the demon god of salt to your heart's content, and then continue to believe in your endless things relying on those fragmentary things. The truth that I have pieced together."

Jia Changjiang picked up the salt ruler and said to Wan Yan: "Are you... take this salt ruler and leave now, or."

"Get ready to move on and look at the truth?"

Jia Changjiang said mercilessly to Wan Yan.

Zhong Li looked at Jia Changjiang and sighed helplessly, but his eyes were also focused on Wan Yan.

Jia Changjiang directly put two options in front of Wan Yan, forcing Wan Yan to make a choice.

Jia Changjiang is nothing more than... guessing the truth of part of the matter, and then helping Wan Yan to prepare mentally before facing the truth.

Sometimes, the reason people are persistent is not just that they can't think of those bad results.

It's that they don't dare to think about it at all, to think about other results.

Once they calm down, once they think about it redundantly, once they think of more things... Maybe they won't be so persistent.

But if they are still persistent after thinking a lot, at least... they have vaguely accepted a part of the path of failure in their hearts.

But this is not a breach of contract.

This should be regarded as... Jia Changjiang's small tricks prepared outside the contract.

Zhong Li looked at Wan Yan, wanting to see what choice she would make.

Facing the choice given by Jia Changjiang, Wan Yan finally gritted her teeth and said, "I want to know the truth! Even... even if I finally know that the murderer is not Morax, I will accept the truth!"

"Okay." After Jia Changjiang heard Wan Yan's words, he threw the salt ruler directly to her, and after letting her pick it up in a panic, Jia Changjiang looked at Zhongli: "Let's move on."

"Ah."

Zhongli nodded.

When everyone came to the next hall under the leadership of Zhongli, there were more and more salt statues around them.

But in this hall, what is enshrined above is a sword that broke into two pieces.

"This is... a sword!" Wan Yan observed carefully and said, "This is a broken sword! This is the evidence! It proves that the Demon God of Salt once resisted @just failed to resist the poisonous hands of Morax!"

"The power of this sword must be far greater than the salt cup and salt ruler! If you can repair this sword... you can show others the power of the [Demon God of Salt]!"

Wan Yan looked a little excited.

But Zhongli said calmly: "The two broken swords, from the perspective of archaeology, are two cultural relics..."

Zhong Li said: "According to the contract, Jia Changjiang can take one of them, and the other...belongs to Miss Wanyan."

Wan Yan was still excited at first, but at this moment she suddenly remembered the contract.

"This... this..." Wan Yan gritted her teeth and said to Jia Changjiang: "Mr. Jia, can you sell me the fragments of this sword!"

Wan Yan said: "I will give you a suitable price!"

At this moment, Jia Changjiang has already reached out and grabbed one of the sword fragments, holding it in his hand and observing it carefully.

"Mr. Jia!" Wan Yan was still trying to persuade Jia Changjiang: "The fragments of this sword should not be of much use to Mr. Jia...I can give Mr. Jia a satisfactory price!"

"Do not."

Jia Changjiang held the fragment of the blade with his fingertips, and patted it gently in his palm: "I refuse to give you this fragment."

"Why!" Wan Yan couldn't understand: "There is no repaired sword, so it has no value! If you are looking for money! I can buy it with money!"

"Are you... are you partial to Morax?" Wan Yan said incomprehensibly.

"No, I just think that if you get this thing, something will go wrong." Jia Changjiang handed the sword fragment to Zhongli: "But I can give up this treasure hunt."

He has carefully observed this fragment.

After hearing Jia Changjiang's words, Wan Yan's expression brightened, but Zhong Li said, "You can only take one piece of the blade."

"Why!" Wan Yan didn't understand, and couldn't accept it, but said: "Clement has violated the contract! Mr. Jia also quit! This..."

"But each time one item is still valid, if you take the relics at the same time, it is an act of breaking the contract." Zhongli said.

"No! If only one piece is taken away, there is no way to repair the sword!" Wan Yan was a little impatient.

"Zhongli, she shouldn't be malicious..." Paimon wanted to ask for love.

However, Zhong Li spoke.

"The contract cannot be accommodated. If you don't abide by it... it will be broken."

"Good or evil!"

Chapter 288 The God of Salt Heulia

"No! I can't accept it! If only half of it is taken away! Then there is no way to repair this blade! There is no way to reproduce the power of the Demon God of Salt!"

After Wan Yan hesitated for a long time, she still persisted and said: "Even if it is breaking the contract! I will not hesitate!!!"

"Do you think you can beat Zhongli?" Ying asked curiously: "I think you can't even beat that Clement just now."

"I can't...but I can't give up getting these two broken blades either!" Wan Yan said: "This is my belief in her! I absolutely can't give up!"

"Breaking the contract means that you will be punished by eating rocks." Zhong Li also said.

"The Demon God of Salt sacrificed his life to protect her followers, compared to..." Wan Yan's expression was somewhat paranoid: "My sacrifice is insignificant!"

"Mr. Zhongli, it doesn't matter how you punish me, as long as I bring back the proof of my belief!" Wan Yan looked at Zhongli with a trace of determination in her eyes: "This is my belief in the God of Salt!"