Genshin Impact: Ningguang is still a pitiful little thing, I invested in her.

Yun Jin's father also realized that the five people in this shop knew Mr. Zhongli.

This also explains why Fushe was willing to work overtime and treat Yunhan Society to a free lavish meal.

After all this, it turns out we're just benefiting from Mr. Zhongli's fame.

"The five of you, sit down and have something to eat together."

"It would be a shame not to finish such a big meal."

At this moment, Zhongli put down his chopsticks and extended an invitation to the Five Yakshas.

"Yes, yes, come and eat with us, let's eat together."

Master Yun nodded repeatedly, feeling rather embarrassed to have eaten someone else's meal for free.

"Is it really possible?"

Fa Nan clutched the hem of his clothes, looking somewhat nervous.

"Of course you can, don't be so reserved." Gui Zhong stood up and pulled Fanan to sit down next to him.

Seeing Zhongli and Guizhong express their opinions one after another, the other four Yakshas hesitated for a moment before taking their seats.

"How have you been lately?" Zhongli asked slowly, looking at Fushe.

"Reporting to the Emperor...Reporting to Mr. Zhongli, our current living conditions are quite good."

"It's great to be an ordinary person. You can eat and drink as you please, and even sleep better."

Chapter 408 You want to be an ordinary person? What are you looking at me for?

As for Fang Xun's side,

The little ones were already exhausted, and after saying goodnight to Fang Xun, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Even Hu Tao, a night owl, went straight to sleep tonight.

Even Taro-maru was sleepy and dozed off at Nana's feet.

Qiqi blinked and gently smoothed Taro's fur.

Taro-maru's tail wagged occasionally; he was asleep but not completely asleep.

During this period, Qiqi's attention was focused on Paimon.

She used to ask "Is Taro-maru hungry?" most often, but now she asks "Is Paimon hungry?" most often.

Taromaru finally stopped overeating at every meal, and was able to get along peacefully with Nana.

Of course, peaceful coexistence is only temporary.

As the weather gradually turns colder, Qiqi begins to worry that Taromaru will get cold, and plans to make him a set of winter clothes.

Therefore, Qiqi made a special note in her little notebook about 'making clothes for Taro-maru'.

When Fang Xun learned of Qi Qi's idea, he jokingly suggested that they should just buy Taro a big cotton-padded coat to wear.

Although it was just a joke, Qiqi thought it made a lot of sense.

A thick cotton-padded coat can keep you warm, so Taro-maru shouldn't be afraid of the cold.

Once the big cotton-padded coat is finished, we'll probably see Taro-maru running away in front and Nana-chan chasing after him again.

"Mr. Fang Xun, here is a letter for you."

At this moment, the hotel owner came forward.

"This letter was delivered by the Knights of Favonius, but you are not at the inn tonight, so they asked me to give it to you."

Fang Xun opened the letter and read it; it was written by Falga.

The gist of the story is that every year during the Windflower Festival, a "Windflower Festival Star" is chosen to represent all the people of Mondstadt in offering windflowers to the wind god.

Falga felt that Fang Xun was this year's 'Star of the Wind and Flower Festival', so he wanted to invite him to attend tomorrow's flower-offering ceremony.

Fang Xun remembered that Noelle and Barbara wanted to attend the flower ceremony.

Especially Barbara,

As Barbatos's most devout follower, she would never miss an event like offering flowers to the wind god.

With this in mind, Fang Xun decided to participate in tomorrow's flower-giving activity.

He glanced at the event time; it was probably tomorrow noon.

It wouldn't hurt to go for a stroll after lunch; you might even meet some other kids.

After putting the letter away, Fang Xun looked towards the door.

At this moment, Yun Jin was sitting quietly outside the hotel, her chin resting on her two fair and delicate hands, her gaze fixed on the rehearsal venue of Yun Han Society.

"Little one, aren't you going back to rest?"

Fang Xun approached Yun Jin and casually asked a question.

Little Yun Jin gently shook her head: "Brother Fang Xun, Yun Jin isn't sleepy yet."

"I feel really bad about taking a break when I think about how hard everyone in Yunhan Society is still rehearsing."

"Yun Jin can't help everyone, so she can only sit here and wait for them to come back."

"Then I'll wait with you. I'm not sleepy yet anyway."

Fang Xun sat casually on the steps next to Yun Jin, not caring whether it was clean or not.

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that Fang Xun was willing to chat with her, Xiao Yunjin smiled and her eyes crinkled.

"Brother Fang Xun, do you guys go on trips often?"

"I heard you went to Inazuma for the fireworks display,"

"Actually, Yun Jin also wanted to see what the fireworks in Inazuma would look like, but the opera troupe was too busy and didn't have time to take Yun Jin to Inazuma."

"Brother Fang Xun, will you be traveling to other countries in the future? Can I come along?"

"It would be really interesting to go to different countries and meet different people, just like talking to Barbara today!"

As they chatted, Xiao Yunjin's voice grew softer and softer until she finally fell asleep gently on Fang Xun's shoulder.

After all, Yun Jin is still just a little kid, and she can't resist the drowsiness that comes her way.

Compared to those little girls who fall asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow, she has persisted long enough.

Time passed slowly, and the Yunhan Opera troupe returned to the inn.

Everyone saw that Xiao Yunjin was sleeping soundly, clinging to Fang Xun's arm.

Fang Xun slowly withdrew his hand and handed Yun Jin over to Madam Yun for care.

Madam Yun held little Yun Jin in her arms and nodded to Fang Xun in thanks.

Fang Xun waved his hand, turned around, and led Zhong Li and Gui Zhong back.

"Today, Master Yun treated us to a late-night snack, saying there was a restaurant that served particularly authentic Liyue cuisine. It turns out that the restaurant was owned by Fu She and his group."

On the way back, Zhongli suddenly spoke up.

Fang Xun didn't say anything and continued walking forward.

When Zhongli came to Mondstadt, Fang Xun had already considered the possibility of Zhongli meeting with the Four Yakshas.

The fact that the Four Yakshas are still alive is not some unspeakable secret. Zhongli will find out someday; it's just a matter of time.

It's even possible that Zhongli knew about this all along, but simply pretended not to.

After all, how could the mighty Rock King Emperor not sense the presence of the Four Yakshas?

He respected the Four Yakshas' choice and allowed them to live the lives of ordinary people.

"It's clear that the four of them are very satisfied with their current lives; their smiles are genuine."

At this moment, Zhongli continued to speak.

"There was a moment when I felt that living as an ordinary person was actually pretty good."

Fang Xun remained silent.

Zhongli, you old bastard, if you want to be an ordinary person, then fine, but what's with staring at me like that?

"I also think it's good to be an ordinary person. I like being an ordinary person." Fang Xun countered the move, not wanting to fall for Lao Liu's tricks again.

What's wrong with this world?

Zhongli has always wanted to retire.

Lei Movie went even further, giving the Heart of God to Fang Xun, indicating their intention to jointly govern Inazuma...

Wendy aside, he always advocated letting Mondstadt handle its own affairs.

There are no gods.

Chapter 409 The Annual Flower Festival

dong dong dong...

The deep tolling of bells echoed slowly from the depths of the church, gently waking the slumbering city of Mondstadt.

People flocked to the streets, their faces beaming with smiles.

Today is the Wind and Flower Festival, a very important festival for the people of Mondstadt.

Every Mondstadt resident has heard this story since childhood.

The wind god blew away the fierce winds and snow, as well as the steep mountains, turning Mondstadt into a free kingdom.

Without Lord Anemo, there would be no Mondstadt as we know it today.

The first rays of morning sunlight fell upon the wind god statue in the square, and at the base of the statue, a dense carpet of flowers had already been laid out.

Windmill chrysanthemum, dandelion, Cecilia flower...

"May the Wind God protect me, and may my business flourish ever more!"