Wendy was fast asleep inside, and Xiao was gently stroking her beside her. Although he didn't know which way Wendy's head was facing, he still stroked her based on his intuition.

But the location of that touch...

Wendy was now facing upwards, and he could clearly feel Xiao's hand groping his chest. Wendy's face was flushed and his body was tense. He didn't know whether it was better to show his face or not.

Finally, the bard couldn't take it anymore and poked his head out from under the covers, his face turning bright red.

"Wendy?"

"You're so mean."

"?"

Under Xiao Shangxian's indifferent (not really) expression, Wendy bit her lower lip and suddenly made a bold decision.

At worst, he'll just quit being a god!

He's determined to get his revenge!

"!!!!"

While Xiao was slightly distracted, Wendy reached out and placed both hands directly on Xiao's chest. Just as he had expected, Xiao's physique, honed from years of fighting monsters, was naturally in excellent condition, with strong, powerful muscles that weren't overly exaggerated.

Damn, I'm so envious.

Xiao's body remained tense. He had intended to escape with a whirlwind attack, but he was trapped in place by Venti's pure wind elemental power and could only passively endure it. As mentioned before, he could clearly feel the warmth of Venti's hands through the thin clothing, and Xiao's fair face turned bright red with embarrassment.

"You touched me just now."

Wendy, having had her fill of touching, released the restraints and was about to leave when she noticed Xiao's expression was a little off.

"elf?"

"Wait! Let me go!"

"Let me go!"

Wendy looked at Xiao in horror, threw herself onto the bed, and then the scene changed to Zhongli leisurely drinking tea.

"???"

"???"

"Let him out, you son of a bitch!"

"Do we lack this little bit of traffic?"

"I'm a Black Card VIP! The supreme one! I command you! Show me the footage!"

It's like watching an anime and getting to the exciting part, only to suddenly get stuck and spin around – it's really unbearable.

Zhongli casually set up a soundproof array, and the cries of pleasure inside were no longer his concern.

Hmm, this tea is a bit too sweet. Let's brew another pot.

At first, Fa Nan was also completely confused, but seeing the Emperor's calm demeanor and the soundproof array he had set up, he vaguely seemed to understand something.

“A thousand years have passed, and Liyue has undergone tremendous changes. When we return, you might not be familiar with it, so let me introduce it to you first.” Zhongli calmly put down his tea and called Fanan to his side.

He told Fanan everything that had happened over the past thousand years.

"Yes, Your Majesty, Liyue is still safe and sound, that's enough. I think, um..." Fanan pondered, "The Yaksha clan ultimately cannot enter Liyue Harbor. There are too many mortals, and their karmic burdens are extremely harmful." "It's a pity that there are still some good juniors in Liyue Harbor. If you weren't burdened by your karmic burdens, you could have entered the harbor and given them some guidance." Zhongli sighed.

"Yes, Your Majesty, then from now on I..."

"Let's stay at Wangshu Inn together with Xiao."

"Yes, Your Majesty." After saying this, Fa Nan went to the bow of the ship.

The tracer stood at the bow of the ship, arms crossed, and yawned somewhat boredly.

"that."

“I recognize you, Vanan, the Yaksha under the command of the Rock King.” The Tracer did not turn around. “I once peeked into the World Tree.”

"No, I just wanted to say that there's something special about you."

"I am a puppet abandoned by God, so what? Are you satisfied with this answer?" The tracer was a little impatient. If she weren't a yaksha under Zhongli's command, he really wanted to kick her off the stage.

"A doll, then, must have a rather long lifespan."

"I can't compare to you."

“I want to be your friend. The Yaksha clan has an extremely long lifespan. Now that I have been reborn, I also want to do some things that I wanted to do before but never did. Can you be my friend?” Vanan twisted his hands, feeling somewhat uneasy.

As Vanan said, the Yaksha clan has few friends, and their lifespan is too long, which is also full of uncertainty. Vanan envied the few friends in Liyue Harbor who could chat and laugh together. However, the Yaksha rarely get together, and perhaps today's meeting will be the last.

"Ah... friend."

The tracer suddenly fell silent; he remembered the poor child.

They kept saying they were family, but in the end they still died, didn't they?

Human lifespan is too short.

Are Yakshas trustworthy?

“It doesn’t matter,” the tracer finally said.

Fanan clapped his hands happily, then asked, "Where do you live? I'll definitely pay you a visit when I get back."

“I am a wanderer, currently in Sumeru. If you think you can find me, then come find me.” After saying this, the tracer fell silent.

Sumeru is quite close to Liyue. Hmm, a new friend who's also a neighbor, what a coincidence. It's hard not to think optimistically.

Zhongli, unusually, came out; he sensed something was amiss.

But I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

"The Emperor?"

"Um."

Zhongli felt the seabed on the seabed, which was constantly churning.

Are you preparing to face it?

The managers at this stage, who are in charge of the nation's destiny.

"Oh? You noticed it so quickly." The administrator's voice suddenly came from the sky. At this moment, the giant eye opened again, and this time, all the remaining contestants on the sea could see it.

Watching the chat area scroll rapidly, Zhongli remained expressionless and said, "Defeat you, and I can go back, right?" "Of course, but you can only go back by defeating me. The others only need to answer one question to go back." The administrator laughed.

“Okay,” Zhongli said.

"Alright, then we'll meet in the dueling arena in three days." After the administrator finished speaking, the giant eye closed, and the sky returned to its original state.

If it weren't for the constantly scrolling chat area, all the players would have thought they were hallucinating.

“Three days later…” Zhongli murmured, glancing at Fanan and the Pursuer, then at the closed door, and nodded.

It will only last three days.

It's not like we can't wait.

To God, three days is but a moment.

The chat area was in an uproar; everyone was worried that the administrators might pose some tricky questions to stump them in three days. Zhongli, however, wasn't worried at all; it was just a fight.

It's not like there's no chance they can't win.

However, Zhongli would not underestimate his opponent.

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I think the water was quite gentle, since water is generally gentle, so it shouldn't have collapsed.

I've already decided who to recruit for the next stage, hehe~

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