"The contract is completed, and I will give you what I promised." Zhongli said this without changing his expression, but he still looked at the person across the table with a look of confusion.

"Does this sentence have any necessary meaning?"

"No, but there is always a sense of ritual in life."

Shang Zhaoyue was blowing tea briskly, and between the two of them, a small winged white beast was playing on the table. It flicked its slender tail and knocked over the teapot.

The little guy heard a crisp sound behind him and froze for a while, squatting on the spot and looking at him with a confused face.

The scales under its pure white visor were tender, its watery golden eyes blinked, and it stretched out its paws to chatter on its sleeves, and the low murmur in its mouth seemed to be coquettish.

"You can go play somewhere else, you are still a child after all," he patted Bailongdel on the head lovingly, "I don't care, but you have to apologize to Mr. Zhongli."

"He treated this meal as a treat, and the tableware will be paid for as well." He was determined not to pay for this meal, even if he left Zhongli here as a mortgage.

"Wow!"

After hearing this, Deir clasped her paws together and smashed her head on the table, performing a low-profile version of kowtow.

"I am not your elder, and you have not done anything heinous, so there is really no need to be so polite."

Zhongli stretched out his hand to stabilize the jumping cup and plate with the orange color of the rock element. He was also afraid.

"Wow?" Dell was puzzled. When it was small, it didn't look as ferocious as it was when it was fighting Ossel. Instead, it looked as cute as a girl's favorite stuffed toy, also called a doll.

"Go," he picked up Del and let her fly like a bird.

The little guy flapped its wings, and its small membrane wings were held up by the wind. It flew into the sky, its white scales reflecting the light like a mirror.

After he left, Shangshang Zhaoyue asked Zhongli, "How was it? How did the people of Liyue behave this time?"

"Based on common sense, this is beyond my expectation."

"What you released is a complete whirlpool demon. It is not easy to resist its advance. I have reason to believe that Liyue is now qualified to survive, thrive and thrive in this godless era."

"A godless era..." Shangshan Zhaoyue squinted her eyes and let the breeze blow by her face.

"If there is no God in the world, this is the age of man."

"The age of immortals has passed, and the age of humans is about to come."

"Is this the answer you delivered?"

"Emperor Rock King?"

"..."

Zhongli did not respond to his question. He just sipped the tea and then chanted softly, "I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it together, but it turns out that the young man wanders..."

"Two gentlemen, may I ask about the bill..."

The waiter humbly interrupted his musings. When Zhongli, an ordinary person, raised his head and looked to the opposite side, only the warm tea was left with the fragrance, but the man had already disappeared.

Ordinary people can't rub mola with their hands, so Zhongli looked at the waiter.

"Can you... use my thrush as collateral?"

"I want to go back to my room and get the money..."

The thrush in the cage jumped in anger. It opened its mouth and said: ***!!

...

"Hahaha!"

He smiled openly, and in the eyes of the people on the street looking at fools, he saw another fool who was hahaha.

"Brother in the top shirt!" The brown-haired young man raised his hands and waved in greeting. The girl with purple hair and twin tails next to him saw this and nudged him with her elbow in dissatisfaction as he was shaking like a worm.

"Stop talking nonsense, Ningguang is waiting for you at the General Affairs Department!"

"Hey, hey, hey, after all, I am an envoy of the Winter Solstice Kingdom and enjoy diplomatic immunity."

"Don't think about it, that kind of thing has committed those crimes. Do you think the fools can still run rampant in Liyue?"

"Even so, I still have the right to say hello to old acquaintances in a bad situation."

Young Master and Ke Qing are a wonderful pairing, especially when Young Master has iron shackles on his wrists.

It is said that this guy was finally caught on the spot in the Golden House. The immortals and two Liyue Seven Stars were present, and he couldn't even run away.

He should be taken out of prison now and brought to the General Affairs Department for negotiation.

"The terms of Ningguang's promise to you have been revised in draft. You can come to the General Affairs Department to review it at any time." Keqing said.

"Definitely," Shangshan Zhaoyue responded with a smile.

He doesn't care, but if Ningguang chooses to ignore it, then he will care very much.

It's like you are very wealthy and have a lot of money. Someone promises to give you a collection of skins. He tells you that he has raised the money and can pick it up at any time. You won't be in a hurry.

But if he said it once, then didn't mention it again for several months, and all he got was excuses when he asked, you would definitely frown and remember him.

It doesn't matter the amount, it's just that everyone hopes that the other party can be honest and trustworthy.

"Don't bother me, this guy is really dishonest." She shook the aqua blue Eye of God in her hand. As soon as Dadalia saw it, her soul seemed to be taken away, and she followed her unconsciously.

The footsteps left.

Shangshan Zhaoyue held it in for a long time and only managed to squeeze out one sentence through her teeth.

Keqing, Liyue people’s own God of Thunder!

Heading towards the long street of Feiyunpo, the stone lanterns on the roadside softened the light.

On the overpass, there was still a young man in brocade clothes at Wanwen Club holding a book and reading with gusto. The young man in white shorts was holding a popsicle to accompany him.

Hu Tao was promoting her services to Xing Xi, the store manager of Ming Xing Zhai, but Qian Yanjun quickly came to drive her away.

The recent Qianyan Army is full of soldiers, and if Hutao is not considered a public figure, if Xingxi reports more, Zhongli will probably have to go to prison to arrest people.

Hutao held in her breath and was completely discouraged. She babbled and babbled, but she could only return in vain. When she saw Shangyue Zhaoyue, her eyes lit up and she jumped over.

"Where's Ling Hua? You've been dumped, right?" She blinked her big eyes, the plum blossoms under her eyes were red, her voice, appearance and smile were all good, but she had an extra mouth.

"Ling Hua went on an outing to Jueyunjian and will be back soon."

He said it as gently as jade, but deep down in his heart, I don't care about you.

"Jueyunjian?" Hutao's eyes widened. She had been hanging out in alleys for many years as a limerick poet, but she rarely went to inaccessible places like Jueyunjian.

She mostly hangs out in the market, or even around Wuwangpo.

There is a narrow gap between life and death in Wuwangpo. She once risked her life to wait for her grandfather's soul.

However, the only ones who will stay there are those who have regrets and obsessions in their hearts. According to the people there, no one in the past has ever stayed there.

Because of her perseverance, she received God's blessing, the fiery red eye of God.

"Would you like to discuss with me and order the latest service of Shengshengtang? The second monument will be half price!"

"No, thank you." He said expressionlessly.

Little girl, even if you reincarnate for hundreds of lifetimes, you still can’t survive your uncle and me.
Chapter completed!