Chapter 27: Why doesn’t my friend, the president of the Chamber of Commerce and the owner of an antique shop…

Dadalia smiled in a friendly way.

"Ah...my friend, I have no ill intentions. I am just a little curious about the little creature following you."

Finn said quietly to Yiran:

"Bai, he really took the initiative to make friends with us."

"Um."

Even though he was being followed, Yiran was in a good mood. He briefly introduced:

"Its name is Finnish. It was given to me as a pet to protect me, or... you could say it's my partner."

Dadalia came over and asked in a familiar manner:

"How good is it in fighting? Will it hurt anyone?"

"I think it's very strong, but it won't hurt anyone unless you provoke it."

"Oh~" The orange-haired man nodded curiously.

Suddenly, a blue water sword condensed and swung from Tartaglia's left hand, piercing straight towards the golden king beast floating leisurely on the side.

Fincher was startled, but because he had been warned in advance, he was not injured due to slow reaction. He suddenly swung a claw in front of him, and that claw even tore through the space.

The water sword wielded by Tartaglia naturally pierced into the space. Since there was no point of force, his whole body tilted forward.

As if afraid of being affected, Bai Yiran calmly took two steps back.

By the time Tartaglia adjusted his posture, he had already swung the water sword in his right hand quickly and hooked it towards the king beast again.

This time, Fenric didn't use the property of dissolving space, but directly used his claws to connect with the water blade. It was obvious that the claws condensed by the rock element and the power of the abyss were tougher. When the two collided, Dadalia was shocked and had to take a step back.

But his eyes were obviously more excited, and his hand was tightly holding the gun, ready to attack again.

But Yiran interrupted the fight between the two in advance.

"Finrich."

The beasthound received the signal and immediately melted through the space and drilled in, then jumped out from behind Yiran and drilled onto Yiran's shoulder.

"This gentleman, attacking my friend without any reason, is a bit rude."

Yiran's face finally darkened, as if the person who had just stepped back a few steps to watch the excitement was not him.

"It is incredible that something from the abyss could have human consciousness—"

"Abyss?" Yiran's eyes were filled with doubt.

"you do not know?"

Tartaglia asked in surprise, and seeing that the other party did not respond, she kindly explained:

"Well, anyway, they are a bunch of monsters without humanity, who only know how to kill and fight."

Hearing this, Fenrice wagged his tail aggrievedly and hung it behind Yiran's back.

Yiran was stunned for a moment, but soon regained his composure.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I trust it more. It won't hurt others at will."

A faint smile appeared on Yiran's face again, as if he mistakenly thought that the partner who attacked him was concerned about his safety, or was afraid that the monster would suddenly attack and hurt people.

Dadalia coughed twice guiltily. In fact, he just couldn't help but take action because he heard from this handsome man that his partner was very strong.

The opponent was a monster from the abyss, which was just an excuse for him to attack more logically.

He added: "This monster is indeed different. It is the only exception among all the abyss monsters I have seen."

After a series of short encounters, in Dadalia's eyes, Yiran had become a person who was good at understanding others, gentle and polite, vigilant but weak.

Not only does he need the protection of such a small monster, but he also doesn't know when it will lose its mind and attack its master. After all... the monsters in the abyss come in various shapes and some even have the power to seduce people, so he can never be too careful.

Tartaglia sneered in her heart. Giving this abyss monster to a human who knows nothing... no one can tell what the intention is.

Yiran nodded to Dadalia, bowed slightly, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Dadalia didn't say anything else. He stood there and watched the man walk deeper and deeper, until he reached the end, where a big tree growing at the door blocked most of the space.

He reached out, pushed open the door under the tree, and disappeared.

Dadalia thought, it turns out that he really wanted to go here, and he was not deliberately luring her here...

At this time, Fenric, who was one step behind Yu Yiran and following behind, turned his head slightly and looked at Dadalia. That look was sharp and deep, hiding an extremely oppressive power.

Just like those powerful monsters that barely survived after he fought and killed them in the Abyss.

A man's gentle voice seemed to be heard from a house in the distance. The monster turned around and went into the store.

Tartaglia's body was a little stiff and cold, her muscles and subconscious were highly tense, but her blood was boiling with a more intense desire - the desire to fight.

He walked forward a few steps and temporarily remembered the name of the store: Diqingge.

Inside an antique shop.

Fenrie rushed to Yiran's side again, growling to take credit.

"Bai! How was my performance?!"

“Excellent, every detail is perfect.”

Yiran boasted generously and casually touched the beasthound's head.

"He must want to be your friend even more now."

Finn was obviously very happy. Most of the time, the only human he could come into contact with was Bai, and the only other humans were the orc hounds he could summon.

Previously in the space, the beast dogs all over the place were given new consciousness by Bai, and were willing to follow him and serve Bai as their new master.

Because of Yiran's request, it recently selected several beast dogs to hone their fighting skills, but it does feel boring, so it must be a happy thing to have new friends.

Yiran turned around, changed the water in the huge fish tank against the wall in the store, and sprinkled fish food on it. Perhaps because of the racial oppression of Fenric as a monster, all the ornamental fishes wagging their beautiful tails were scrambling to swim to the corner.

Yiran patted Finrich's head helplessly.

"Don't scare them."

"Woo"

The beast dog moved away reluctantly.

The store also displays a large number of antiques such as porcelain, jade, calligraphy and paintings, cigarette pots, and fans.

Placed on wooden racks of various shapes.

In addition, there are some ancient mysterious elemental gems, wood blocks with strange patterns, various rare plant and animal specimens... There is even a counter filled with different kinds of tea and fine wine...

Bai Yiran is obviously not short of money now. All the decorations and merchandise in the store were purchased and placed according to his own preferences. It is obvious that this cannot be simply considered an antique shop.

But no matter whether it is for collection or sale, as long as placing the items here can make him feel satisfied, then the purpose of this store has been achieved.

The store had not yet opened, and there had been no time to hire any employees to run the store. Yiran took a rag and began to carefully wipe some of the dusty and fragile antiques himself.

Fincher was so idle that he began to get restless. He looked around the store, and finally lay weakly on an empty counter, watching Yiran fiddling with the glass vase in his hand.

"Bai, I want to help too. I wish I could become a human."

Yiran paused his movements and looked up at the king beast lying obediently.

If he let this guy fly around the store in monster form, he would have to worry about accidentally breaking the fragile bottles and jars.

Of course, more importantly, he was just thinking that the store seemed to be short of a clerk to do odd jobs...

the next day.

The sunlight filtered through the treetops near the door and poured into the window. Yiran still chose to lightly lift her long hair and then tie it up.

He walked to the counter and made himself a cup of tea. The unique scent of pine smoke filled the entire house, permeating this leisurely morning.

Not far away, a young man with brown hair and golden eyes was holding a long wooden broom and learning how to sweep the floor.

Yiran took a sip of hot tea slowly and looked at the boy who was swinging the broom like he was fighting.

"Finrich, how are you adjusting to your new body?"

Fortunately, I had already cleaned the floor before today and washed it with the power of water, otherwise I would have to pay attention to the dust even when drinking tea.

"Ah... Shiro! It's a little hard, but I've learned a lot."

After a whole night of struggle yesterday, he had successfully tamed his limbs, and now only small areas of incoordination remained, such as his suspicion that the way he held the broom should not be like sticking a sword into the floor.

"Take your time. Don't be in a hurry. I will find a teacher to teach you some human knowledge soon."

Fincher nodded.

"I have other things to do, so I will study hard."

Yiran stood up, drank the tea, took down a few boxes of fine tea from the wooden cabinet behind him, packed them and walked out of the counter.

He touched the boy's head.

No wonder people always liked to touch my hair when I was a kid.

The soft and fluffy touch is really comfortable to the touch.

"Then I'll leave the store to you today."

At this moment, Fenric's sharp and domineering golden eyes were filled with excitement after being trusted.

"good!"

…

On the mountain path west of Liyue Harbor, Yiran walked leisurely towards the distant mountains.

He looked back at Liyue Harbor. Although he had walked quite a distance, there were more and more little tails following him.

"well……"

The man sighed. Executive Officer Tartaglia knew when to advance and retreat. The person following him this time was probably from the Liyue Harbor Intelligence Department.

Tianquan Star Ningguang had used various methods to investigate him before, and although there was no gain, Yiran felt that Ningguang should be someone who knew how to adapt.

So this time... I guess it's a special intelligence officer directly under the other seven stars or some wealthy businessman.

I'm just going home...well...I just have a little more home, there's no need for them to keep an eye on me all the time.

Yiran turned around casually and walked into the vicinity of the thatched wall of an abandoned village, thinking helplessly.

When the intelligence agent crawled around the wall in stealth, he was helpless to find that the target had disappeared.

All that remained was a part of the water vapor that was as inconspicuous as mist and unnoticed by anyone.

When Yiran reappeared from the mist, he was no longer in male form.

A snow deer with white fur mixed with light blue fur was stepping on the water that appeared out of thin air and was running towards the clouds in a vague manner.

Just like the ethereal celestial being above the thousands of mountains covered in snow at dusk, which is rarely seen by the people of Liyue in their lifetime.