Looking at the Traveler and Paimon who were constantly observing him, Mo Nanfeng coughed and said, "Hello, Traveler, Paimon, I am Lady Funina's guard, Mo Nanfeng.
Lady Finina is always like this, just for fun, I hope you don't mind."
"Hello. My name is Paimon, and this is Ying.
"Wow! Why are you making trouble?" Paimeng crossed his arms, not understanding Mo Nanfeng's behavior.
Scratching his hair, Mo Nanfeng now felt like banging his head against a wall and committing suicide.
Make trouble? If he didn't make trouble, he couldn't even enter the gate of Mo Mang Palace at night. How could he be alone with Funina and find a chance to hug her?
"It's work-related."
"It's required for work? Aren't you a guard? Why do you need to work in the atmosphere group?"
.......
After a brief silence, the traveler hurriedly called out to Paimon, fearing that she would continue to speak without any emotional intelligence.
"Lord Mo Nanfeng, Lady Funina has another task for you to do, so you should go and do it first!" At the critical moment, it was Linnie who had to take the initiative and know how to smooth things over.
Nodding, Mo Nanfeng had a very good impression of this skilled magician. If he was not from the Fireplace House, he would have liked him even more.
Naturally, I have seen a lot of Linny’s magic tricks in the past few years, and I have also thought about making friends with Linny and inviting him to perform at Mo Mang Palace.
But in the past five years, he had killed so many Fatui spies that he couldn't count them on both hands, and even more elites from the House of Hearth.
Who knows if he is the number one assassin in the Fireplace House, so it’s better to be careful.
"Well, I'll leave first then.
I am looking forward to your performance tonight, Mr. Magician."
After saying that, Mo Nanfeng smiled at the Traveler and Paimon, turned around and walked away. He was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Turning around, Ying looked at Linni, thinking about things.
Mo Nanfeng? This name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere before.
Where is it?
.......
After escaping from Hailu Port, Mo Nanfeng covered his face with his hands. He had made a fool of himself today. He would be laughed to death when he went to the dessert shop later.
But can I not buy dessert? No!
When he arrived outside the dessert shop, Mo Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this place was far away from Hailu Port, and he was fast enough so the virus did not spread here.
When the shop owner saw that it was Mo Nanfeng, he naturally took out the prepared dessert and handed it over.
The boss was just about to chat with Mo Nanfeng as usual and give him some coupons or something, but when he looked over, he saw nothing.
"It seems that Mr. Mo Nanfeng is very anxious today! The adults in Mo Mang Palace like to eat desserts so much, it seems that we have to continue to work hard to improve the recipe!"
Walking on the way to the Oprykle Opera House, the originally bright sky suddenly started to drizzle, making it seem a little dim.
Raising his head, feeling the rain running across his cheeks, Mo Nanfeng looked around.
After making sure there were few people around, Mo Nanfeng took a deep breath and shouted to the sky, "Shuilong, Shuilong, stop crying!"
After this loud shout, the rain stopped and the sun shone through the clouds and onto the land again.
Mo Nanfeng was very satisfied with this. Sure enough, when it rained, he would shout twice and the rain would stop immediately.
It seems that the Water Dragon King is a crybaby, that’s great!
Walking into the opera house, Mo Nanfeng could reach Funina's office with his eyes closed. He walked straight in without knocking on the door.
You mean knocking? He stopped knocking two years ago, a privilege given by Fernina, unless the door was locked.
Fu Nina, who was reviewing documents, saw Mo Nanfeng coming back with a big bag of desserts and his favorite coffee. Her sad face instantly turned into a happy one.
She quickly put the documents in order, supported her chin with both hands, tilted her head slightly, and slightly opened her soft lips, indicating Mo Nanfeng's next move.
Seeing what Funina did, Mo Nanfeng put the bag on the table, took out a piece of cake and a fork, picked up a small piece and put it into Funina's mouth.
As soon as the cake entered her mouth, Funina's mood instantly improved. Being fed her favorite food by the person she loves is simply perfect!
"It's delicious, give me another one!"
With a smile, Mo Nanfeng picked up small pieces of cake and continued to feed Funina.
Looking at Funina's beautiful eyes, blinking and squeezing from time to time, she is so cute.
Seeing that Mo Nanfeng was still trying to feed her, Fu Nina waved her hand and said, "You eat too, don't keep feeding me. If you don't eat, I won't eat either."
The corners of his mouth were a little hard to suppress, Mo Nanfeng tried hard to press them down, but there was still a slight upward arc.
The current Funina is completely different from the one she was in Hailu Port just now, one has a lively and cute personality, the other is exaggerated and high-profile.
Open your mouth slightly, put a piece of cake into your mouth, and savor its flavor.
You mean the saliva on the fork? Don't worry, it's better to have it, it tastes more fragrant and sweeter.
Now when Funina eats in private, she is very lazy and lets Mo Nanfeng feed her without doing anything.
What she liked most was when Mo Nanfeng looked gentle and fed her seriously.
"Nanfeng, are you looking forward to the magic show tonight?"
"expect!"
"Why are you looking forward to it? I see you are not interested in magic normally."
"Hmm~ah~
Because you, Furninna, are looking forward to it, so am I."
Covering her mouth, Funina's face turned slightly red. She lowered her head embarrassedly, not understanding how Mo Nanfeng could say such a thing.
Moreover, every time he said it, he would say it suddenly, and I would be caught off guard.
She really likes to hear this kind of sweet talk, which is very contradictory.
Seeing Funina like this, Mo Nanfeng smiled, packed his bag, walked to the windowsill, picked up the organ, and started his daily music time.
As the strings of the zither were plucked, the distant sound of the zither began to float, and went straight up to the sky with the breeze.
Listening to the music, Funina sorted out her thoughts, opened the documents and began to review them. She would have to stay in the opera house until midnight after lunch, so she must work hard now!
For Fontaine!
The sound of the piano drifted into Mo Mang Palace with the wind, making the people working there feel happy both physically and mentally.
But occasionally there are uninvited guests, and today there happened to be one.
Mo Nanfeng was surprised to see the person coming in. It was Clorinde.
After paying respect to Funina, Clorinde said, "Lady Funina, someone is outside looking for Mo Nanfeng."
"Looking for me? Who?" Mo Nanfeng was very confused. During working hours, who would have nothing better to do than to look for him?
Shaking her head, Clorinde replied, "An annoying fellow, the Eleventh Executive Officer of the Fatui, codenamed Young Master, challenges you.
I just finished fighting with him, and he felt unsatisfied, so he kept saying he wanted to fight with you."
Fatui? Young Master?
Do I know him?
"Sure, when?"
Mo Nanfeng really wanted to have a hearty fight. Since the duel two years ago, Clorinde and Leosli had never competed with him once.
In the words of Leosli, Mo Nanfeng belongs to the Liyue sect of immortal cultivation. He is improving every day and getting stronger each time. How can we defeat him?
"Ahem, how can the guards of the water god fight with others casually? I don't agree!"
Of course Funina would not agree. How could she agree while she was listening to music and reviewing documents if someone wanted to snatch the music away?
Nodding, Clorinde replied, "Okay, I'll go out and reject him.
However, that guy is a bit annoying, and he might chase you down when you leave Mo Mang Palace."
After saying that, Clorinde turned and left the office without saying anything more.
Seeing that Clorinde had left, Mo Nanfeng had no choice but to pick up the organ and prepare to continue playing the song.
If fighting doesn't work, then I can only play the piano.
"Are you itching to show off your skills?"
"A little bit. I haven't fought for a long time. I wonder how your strength has improved?"
Looking at Mo Nanfeng, Fu Nina felt very conflicted. After all, Mo Nanfeng was a martial artist, and if he met a strong opponent, he would definitely want to challenge him.
But now I can't leave him! It's so hard...
However, someone soon came to liberate Mo Nanfeng briefly.
Who is it? Of course it is our beloved Grand Inquisitor, Mr. Villette.
“Ms. Funina, there will be a meeting later and you will be required to attend. Here are the documents that will be used in the meeting. Please take a look at them first.
You don't need to go to the meeting, Mo Nanfeng, you can go out and play for a while, and then go directly to the opera house."
After that, Villette left the office, leaving only a few words behind.
Blinking, Fu Nina saw a hint of happiness in Mo Nanfeng's eyes, and said with her arms around her chest, "Go! Be safe!"
"I love you the most, Furninda!"
As he spoke, Mo Nanfeng walked to the desk, picked up the remaining dessert, and slipped away.
With a twitch of her eyes, Funina looked at the disappearing dessert in disbelief, unable to believe that Mo Nanfeng would do such a thing.
He's finished!
Outside the Momang Palace, Tartaglia was still arguing with Clorinde.
"Since he's not coming, let's fight again. You haven't used your full strength at all."
"Mr. Tartaglia, I'm very busy and don't have enough time to fight with you. If you're bored, you can try the mechanical array on Iliye Island."
Clorinde was speechless. Why was this person so annoying? He wasted her time taking photos.
"This won't do. What's the point of fighting a bunch of emotionless machines, eh?" Before Tartaglia could finish his words, he saw Mo Nanfeng walking out.
Clorinde also noticed Mo Nanfeng and wondered why he came out at this time.
Walking up to the two of them, Mo Nanfeng smiled and said, “I guess you are Mr. Tartaglia, I am Mo Nanfeng.
I heard about your challenge, and I'm itching to show off my skills, so let's go to the duel arena!"
Hearing Mo Nanfeng's words, the young master smiled happily. Looking at this man who was almost the same height as him, his fighting spirit was ignited.
"As expected of Mr. Mo Nanfeng in the rumors, he has won fifteen consecutive duels, which is incredible."
Crossing her chest, Clorinde suddenly realized that these two people might become very good friends.
In summary, some idiots!
However, she had nothing to do now, so she decided to go and take a look. She was also very curious about Mo Nanfeng's current strength.
In front, Mo Nanfeng and Tartaglia were exchanging fighting skills along the way, like a pair of close friends who had not seen each other for many years.
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