Ninglan thought her explanation was straightforward enough, so she stopped talking and waited for Zhongli's response.
The reason why the Seven Stars became the Seven Stars was that, in addition to their own strategies and abilities, the most important thing was to express God's will and seek the emperor's opinion.
The remaining forces in Liyue are also bound by the supreme authority and power of Emperor Yanwang. This makes Liyue like a chariot, and each force is a part of the chariot, forcibly glued together by divine power. Rumbling crushes obstacles on the way forward.
But now that the emperor has passed away, without the powerful glue of divine power, the major forces in Hong Kong may fall apart in an instant. When civil strife breaks out, the country will be in danger.
Why can Ningguang, a poor girl, be able to join the ranks of Tianquan, but we and other wealthy families can't?
After hearing Ninglan's kind reminder, Zhongli was silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and asked: "If what I predict is correct... Miss Ninglan, you don't belong to the faction that supports Tianquan Star, right?"
"Mr. Zhongli's guess is good."
Ning Lan's voice suddenly became very cold, but it contained something hot. Even if she suppressed it deliberately, she could not hide the emotion behind the voice that was about to explode like lava: "I come from Yinyuan Hall, although I belong to the General Affairs Department. jurisdiction, but still with sufficient autonomy.”
"Excuse me, why would Miss Ninglan risk telling us these secrets?"
Zhongli didn't seem to be worried about the upcoming usurpation of the throne and the country. Instead, he was extremely interested in Ninglan's origins.
"I?"
Ning Lan didn't expect Zhongli to react like this. She turned to look at the serious traveler next to her and gritted her teeth in response.
"I just don't want the travelers who saved Liyue... no... the innocent people to be harmed..."
"I don't want that false god's ceremony to be successfully held."
"Morax... once assassinated our god, [Salt Demon God] Heulia, in a dishonorable way, and tried to seize her power..."
Another bombshell was thrown, and Paimon and Traveler were shocked. The two women simultaneously turned to look at Zhongli, who looked calm.
"I see... The Hall of Purity will consider these situations carefully."
"Thank you very much Miss Ninglan for the reminder."
Zhongli nodded politely in agreement, and did not explain his next actions, nor did he pay attention to the strange looks in the eyes of the travelers and Paimon, but the meaning between the lines was obviously that he was preparing to see off the guests.
"Please wait, Mr. Zhongli, Traveler... I have another unkind request."
As a staff member of the Yinyuan Hall, Ning Lan naturally understood the meaning of Zhongli's words, but she still shamelessly stopped everyone again: "I want to ask this great hero who saved Liyue if he has time to accept me. An investigative commission.”
"Huh? Commission?"
Upon hearing the request, the traveler and Paimon instinctively tilted their heads, causing each other to purse their lips and smile.
"I've long heard that the famous traveler... is short of money, and is busy every day earning the meager Mora from the Adventurers Association."
"Please rest assured that this commission has nothing to do with Liyue's power struggle. It is just some personal matters of mine."
Yingying and Paimon looked at each other.
The two of them had just taken a lot of valuable antiques from Zhongli, and they knew that such a commission would involve extremely complicated events, so it was better to stay away from it.
The traveler winked at Paimon. Just as the little mascot was about to refuse, Famas, who was sitting in the hall watching the show, suddenly appeared. He quickly covered Paimon's mouth and nodded in agreement.
"No problem, Miss Ninglan, it's their honor."
Ning Lan was obviously surprised by Famas's actions, but she quickly reacted and took out a large bag of heavy mola from the pocket of her half-breasted collar.
"This bag of mola is a deposit."
"Yinyuan Department is in charge of all the salt mine excavation and sea salt drying in Liyue. We will still be grateful after the investigation results come out."
Paimon finally opened Famas's hand and was just about to protest against the other party's behavior when his eyes were attracted by the sudden appearance of the golden and shiny Mora. He secretly glanced at the traveler who was covering his forehead and sighing, and flew to the place with joy. Next to Ning Lan, he took the mola bag.
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"Hmm... Seeing as you came here specifically to remind us that there is a problem with the ceremony of sending immortals..."
"I entrusted this...no, this entrustment...she accepted it!"
Paimon pointed at Yingying and Famas with his fingers, and then quickly hid behind everyone, counting the number of Mora like a little money man.
The traveler had to endure the shame and asked about the specific content of Ninglan's commission.
"Hmm...how can I explain it to you better?"
Ning Lan, who was carrying the book box on his back, nodded, thought for a moment and then began to talk about the details of the commission.
"Although I don't want to admit it, Morax can be regarded as the parent of Liyue Port. He has been conquered by the devil for thousands of years and has never been defeated. His existence is indeed like the sun and the sky, and the rivers and the sea; and like a towering rock. The rock is eternal.”
Ning Lan sneered and said a poem praising Morax. His pale face and sarcastic expression made the traveler frown involuntarily.
"You are also the "original god" who can use elemental power. I think you understand this much more deeply than I do... A being like him can be easily shaken by the so-called "ancient demon god"... Heh, listen to this It feels like a dream, doesn't it? "
Listening to Ning Lan's story, Ying had a vague premonition.
"Perhaps the noble Qixing felt that the common people could not understand the difference between Morax and the immortals, so he found a reason to conclude the matter, thinking that he could stop the world from talking."
At this point, everyone had guessed what Ning Lan wanted to entrust the travelers to investigate, but Zhongli, as the person involved, remained silent without saying a word.
He watched what was happening in front of him, but did not intend to interfere, just as he let the big ship named Liyue drift with the current, watching from the shore as it was carried far away by the rolling waves.
As for whether the ship will eventually hit the rocks or sink, and whether it can reach the other side of the ocean, this is not what he, the person who got off the ship, needs to worry about.
"Then what do you want...?"
Ying Mei accepted Ning Lan's story with great support.
"I want the truth."
"The emperor died. The power and wealth he left behind will be taken over by others. The same is true for this country. I don't care. The only thing I want to know is the cause of his death."
"Assassination or war? Murder or an accident?"
The moment Ning Lan finished speaking, the traveler seemed to hear Zhong Li sighing softly beside him.
Little Paimon, who was counting money next to him, also heard the specific content of the commission and hurriedly flew to the traveler's ear to whisper.
"Ying, do you think we should tell her that Zhongli is actually the King of Rock..."
"And there are two million molayes in the bag! It's also a deposit...Miss Ninglan is really rich!"
The traveler knocked the emergency food on his head angrily, and was about to reject the commission. Unexpectedly, Zhongli, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke: "Since the traveler has accepted this commission, I will also contribute." Bar."
A friendly smile as usual appeared on Zhongli's face, and he discussed the cause of his death in a calm tone.
"Given that Qixing has concluded the matter, if we want to know the true cause of the emperor's death, we must have conclusive evidence."
"And after the Immortal Invitation Ceremony is over, the place responsible for the initial processing of the Immortal Ancestor's transformation... is the Rebirth Hall."
