Lu Bu, the Thunder General, is my adoptive father in Genshin Impact.

After three days of crazy fun, he released all his stress and explored every corner of the castle tower. Even though the palace was huge, staying there all day would get boring.

Moreover, he encountered a problem: in the past two days, Xiao Yi often heard strange mutterings, but those voices were indistinct and covered by static, like a static-filled television screen.

Perhaps being cooped up at home for too long caused mental exhaustion and hallucinations; going out for a walk cured the problem.

Because Xiao Yi kept a low profile, apart from the veteran ministers attending the meeting and the Imperial Guards guarding the castle tower, not many people knew that the Thunder God had taken in a new adopted son.

Therefore, he can still walk on the street with peace of mind.

Xiao Yi quite liked this arrangement. He didn't want the residents of Inazuma to create all sorts of statues in his likeness and place them next to the Thor statue in their homes for worship all day long.

That said, since we're going out to have fun, where should we go? Should we invite more friends over?

He suddenly remembered the day he injured the head of the Kamisato family. He had promised Ayato to visit the Kamisato residence. Even if his identity had changed, he could not openly break his promise.

If he were to invite a companion, he wouldn't know many people, and most of them wouldn't be able to keep the appointment.

First up is Kujo Sara...

Recently, a number of wealthy businessmen and minor officials have disappeared on the same day on Narukami Island, totaling ten people. Kujo is busy investigating the matter and will definitely not be able to call them all in a short time.

General Thunder...

Please spare the Kamisato family.

Thomas...

That's unnecessary. He's just the housekeeper of the Kamisato family anyway, so he'll be there whether you call him or not.

Arataki fights...

I wonder where they catch ghost beetles to play in some desolate wilderness; it's too hard to find.

Goro......

General Dog Ears is very busy.

Coral Palace Heart Sea...

Regardless of whether they will accept it, if they do, the accusation that the company is colluding with Umijima will likely be confirmed.

Jiro Miyamoto...

My older brother is still in jail.

Ultimately, I had to go myself.

He managed to distract the guards of Okuzawa and rode in a shogunate carriage to the vicinity of the Kamisato residence. Finding the surrounding scenery beautiful, he decided to get off the carriage and walk to the Kamisato family compound.

It would take about ten minutes to reach their destination. Xiao Yi admired the surrounding scenery and recalled the days when he and Gong Cilang spent their first nights in the open.

After becoming Narukami's adopted son, Xiao Yi followed the traditional virtue of "not forgetting each other when one becomes rich and powerful," using his power to inquire about Miyamoto Jiro's whereabouts and try to get him out of prison.

Strangely, Coral Palace blocked all news about Miyamoto, as if he didn't exist, leaving Xiao Yi unable to make a move despite his preparations.

As he walked, the auditory hallucination returned. Although the static was still present, like an old radio overloaded, this time the rambling was much clearer, and Xiao Yi could barely make out its contents.

(I really want to eat dango milk...)

Affected by background noise, Xiao Yi could barely tell that it was a woman's voice, but the content of the auditory hallucination was very conspicuous.

Dumpling milk! Could it be...?

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder from behind, interrupting Xiao Yi's thoughts.

Since acquiring even a fraction of the general's power, his perception of his environment has become incredibly acute; he can clearly detect the every movement of any creature within a fifty-meter radius. Even when deep in thought, his perception remains unaffected.

However, when the hand touched his shoulder, he didn't hear the footsteps of the person who held it, nor even their breathing!

The person who pats you on the shoulder is either a peerless master or someone whose body structure consists of only one hand.

Whether it was the general's martial arts obsession that Xiao Yi inherited, or some other reason, after becoming an adopted son, he was easily stressed and liked to use martial arts to deal with emergencies.

The moment his hand touched the shoulder, before the above thoughts even surfaced in his mind, he had already drawn the cheap samurai sword from his waist and slashed at the person behind him with all his might using the back of the blade.

This is his subconscious comparing his own strength with that of the hand's owner based on known clues, and arriving at the best course of action in a short period of time.

This strike was indeed very heavy, representing his full power; yet it was also very light, as it only used the back of the blade and was not infused with lightning elemental power.

However, this move is ultimately a surprise attack. With the opponent's hand on your shoulder, they should not be able to react immediately.

I didn't expect them to defend against it!

As Xiao Yi drew his sword, the hand on his shoulder quickly withdrew, and a half-drawn nodachi blocked the trajectory of his slash.

clang!!!

Xiao Yi slammed the back of his blade against the half-drawn sword, the impact causing the swordsman's feet to touch the ground and his strong body to slide backward for nearly five meters.

Only then did Xiao Yi get a clear look at the other person's appearance.

His hair was messy and black, his beard was stubble, his right hand gripped the upright scabbard, his left hand gripped the half-drawn hilt of the nodachi, an emerald symbolizing the element of wind hung on his chest, and a long stick tightly wrapped in gray cloth was slung on his back.

“You are…” Xiao Yi’s eyes widened.

"Good lad, is this how you treat me after all this time?" the man said with a hoarse voice, laughing. "But your skills have improved. Where did you learn such ruthless swordsmanship?"

"Brother Miyamoto!" Xiao Yi couldn't believe his eyes. "Why are you out here?"

The owner of the hand is Miyamoto Jiro, and all the mysteries are solved. Miyamoto's Eye of the Wind God is developed to near perfection. Even when not in battle, he will slightly activate the Eye of the Wind God to eliminate all sounds of his movements.

After all, sound travels through the air, and wind is what controls the flow of air.

Therefore, his divine eye always emits an extremely faint green light, no matter when or where.

Xiao Yi looked Miyamoto Jiro up and down and noticed that his older brother's abdomen was slightly protruding. He vaguely remembered that Miyamoto Jiro used to have eight-pack abs and a figure like a Greek statue.

This shows that the food on Haizhi Island is indeed quite good; it even gave the eldest brother a beer belly.

The two sheathed their swords.

"How did you get out? And why are you here?" Xiao Yi asked again, puzzled.

Miyajiro's lips twisted into a crooked smile as he immediately began to tell Xiao Yi his adventure story of using instant noodles to pry open the lock, causing a ruckus in the Coral Palace's most secure prison, then making seven in-and-out runs on Umijima Island, outwitting thousands of Coral Palace soldiers, and finally borrowing a small fishing boat to row to Narukami Island.

"As for why I came here..." Miyamoto Jiro asked mysteriously, "Shao-kun, do you know who lives in this territory?"

“Only the Kamisato family,” Xiao Yi replied.

“That’s right, Mr. Xiao,” Miyamoto Jiro said mysteriously, “I’m here precisely to plunder the Kamisato family…”

Chapter 28 Mr. Xiao, a man of unparalleled righteousness

Looting the home of the god?

In the past, when Miyamoto Jiro looted, he only targeted the shogunate's transport teams, and the items he took were mostly survival supplies. He was never seen plundering the mansions of wealthy families.

Did your mindset change after spending dozens of days in jail?

"We're looting the food from the Kamisato family." Miyamoto Jiro finished the rest of his sentence.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi was even more confused.

"I've been eating in the open these past few days, and the food is worse than what I've had in the Coral Palace prison!" Miyamoto said helplessly. "I sneaked into the kitchen of a wealthy family to find something to satisfy my cravings."

"Pfft, hahahahaha!" Xiao Yi laughed like Araki Ichito. "You should have told me sooner. I have a way to eat delicious food without sneaking into the kitchen."

He made Miyamoto examine the pattern on his clothes closely.

"A turtle?" Miyajiro stroked his stubble. "No, it's Yukitsubaki from the Kamisato family!"

Miyamoto observed the clothes repeatedly and found that they were made of high-quality silk and had a very soft texture.

"You're really something, kid. You managed to get a job at the company magistrate's office?" Miyamoto Jiro was overjoyed.

"Just a guest of the Shenli family," Xiao Yi said casually.

Through memories of their past interactions, Xiao Yi understood that Miyamoto Jiro didn't like the gods, not just the Thunder General, but all the gods of Teyvat.

Miyamoto felt that gods were just powerful and arrogant beings who could change the fate of countless mortals with a mere gesture, and there was no reason to empathize with such beings.

Ultimately, it is ordinary people who can be relied upon, so we should cherish the good people around us; when we encounter difficulties, we cannot pray to the gods, as they will not respond, and we must rely on our own strength to overcome difficulties—this is Miyamoto Jiro's way of life.

Based on Miyamoto Jiro's worldview, telling him the truth would likely lead to an unpleasant ending, so Xiao Yi decided to temporarily conceal his identity.

In any case, treat your older brother to a good meal first, and then explain things clearly after he's eaten and drunk his fill. That way, he'll have more energy to scold you later.

Xiao Yi has always been indifferent. He owes a great deal to Miyamoto Jiro for surviving until now. Even though he has become Narukami's adopted son, he is still his half-brother.

The two chatted and laughed as they walked toward the Kamisato residence, arriving in no time.

When outsiders come to visit, the gatekeeper usually asks for their identities before reporting to the family. But when Xiao Yi and his group arrived at the gate, a young man wearing glasses happened to be passing by. He stopped and stared at Xiao Yi, as if judging something.

He was a staff member of the company's magistrate and a confidant of Ayato Kamisato, holding a fairly high official position.

The young man observed Xiao Yi for a few seconds, then suddenly became somewhat apprehensive.

"I heard about you from the head of the family. Please forgive me for not having had a chance to entertain you!" He bowed respectfully to Xiao Yi. "The head of the family is out today, and Miss Shenli is home alone. Please wait a moment while I go and inform her!"

The young man ran away as soon as he finished speaking.

Gong Jibenlang asked Xiao Yi with surprise, "Are you sure your position is just that of a guest minister?"

“Brother, you don’t understand. All officials are like that. They are very polite to everyone.” Xiao Yi used his talent for talking nonsense. “Especially the Shinto family. The shrine administrator is in charge of cultural rituals. They are gentle and refined. In short, this situation is quite normal.”

Miyamoto sensed that something was amiss.

At this moment, the bespectacled young man reappeared: "How could I have overlooked this? I can't let you catch a cold. Please come into the reception room and wait. The young lady is getting ready..."

"Why are you dressed up to meet a guest minister?" Miyamoto Jiro asked, even more puzzled.

“Precisely because she is a lady from a prestigious family, she should treat everyone equally.” Xiao Yi pretended to be unsurprised. “This kind of graceful and dignified demeanor is what a noble should have.”

He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was in a state of panic and confusion, and was almost unable to continue making things up.

"Speaking of which, where is Thomas?" Xiao Yi asked.

"I went out with the patriarch," the bespectacled young man replied.

He led the two through the courtyard to the entrance hall, where Xiao Yi untied the cheap sword from his waist, and Miyamoto handed over his nodachi and long staff to the servants. After putting away their weapons, the three of them went to the spacious hall where they were to entertain distinguished guests.

The living room, with its pleasant lighting, is filled with the soft fragrance of flowers. The tatami mats underfoot are comfortable to the touch, and soft cushions are placed next to the elegant small table.

The bespectacled young man, who held a fairly high position, said he would personally prepare tea and pastries for the guests, and then hurriedly left.

Before Xiao Yi and Miyamoto could take their seats, the door to the reception room opened again, and the silver-haired girl slowly walked up to them.