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

"Then I'll keep it for now." Xiao Yi stuffed the corner back into the pocket of his kimono's inner lining.

"Thank you so much!" Gan Yu said with a sigh of relief, then explained, "Actually, the Qilin is an auspicious mythical beast, and its two horns can bring good luck to people, so Mr. Xiao Yi, please rest assured and don't treat it as a burden."

“I’ve never considered him a burden,” Xiao Yi said.

It's just that it feels uncomfortable to stuff it in front of my chest.

"By the way, are these two horns sturdy?" he asked cautiously. "In case of danger, should I protect them, or should they protect me?"

It's best to clarify this issue beforehand, so as not to accidentally damage the horn and then have to figure out how to compensate for it. Although it looks like it's separated from Gan Yu, it's actually still attached to her body, and we can't let her suffer because of our negligence.

“The horn is part of the celestial beast, and it’s quite sturdy,” Gan Yu explained. “During the war between the demon gods, I was swallowed by a giant beast. Its teeth, which were as big as buildings, couldn’t even break my horn. In the end, the horn even tore through its throat, keeping me in place and preventing me from falling into its stomach.”

"So the legend of Gan Yu choking to death on a monster wasn't because she was fat..." Paimon said, but seeing Gan Yu's embarrassed expression, she swallowed the rest of her words.

"Little Paimon, there's a radish meeting tonight!" Bright, carrying all sorts of long, thin vegetables, excitedly pushed open the door to the safe house.

When the traveling girl saw D'Artagnan lying in the corner, the carrots, radishes, and green radishes she was holding scattered all over the ground.

"Why did you bring him back?" Ying asked, puzzled, not knowing what to say.

"Because the mastermind behind it all, the Great Righteousness Boundless Heavenly Venerable, is connected to the Fools' Clan," Gan Yu explained earnestly. "He is a high-ranking executive of the Fools' Clan and should know something."

"Okay." Ying accepted reality.

As the two were talking, Xiao Yi squatted down next to the dinner scattered on the ground, muttering solemnly, "This is too greasy... We're having daikon radish for dinner tonight!"

"Did you say something strange?" Ying squinted.

“Inazuma’s words, ‘dagen’ refers to radish,” Xiao Yi replied seriously. “There’s nothing strange about it.”

……

Glug glug glug.

The water in the pot began to boil, and Ying put the peeled radish slices into the pot one by one.

Although Tianheng Mountain is close to the city, its surrounding environment is surprisingly unpolluted, and many amazing natural plants can be found there.

For example, there's an enormous radish that you could pick up and punch; a bright green radish; and a wondrous radish with legs that can run around and scream...

Considering that the two were tired from their journey and had even fought with the executors of the Fools, Ying and Paimon—the Travelers' Group—voluntarily took on the task of preparing dinner.

In reality, the engaged couples weren't too tired. Gan Yu diligently monitored the snoring young master, while Xiao Yi displayed his excellent hands-on skills. He ran to the edge of the barrier, cut down a tree, and made an interrogation chair to tie people up for use in the interrogation work after dinner.

About an hour later, everyone had finished their tasks.

The delicious radish soup was almost cooked, but D'Artagnan remained lying motionless, while Xiao Yi's chair was nearly finished.

They gathered at the temple and had a happy meal.

During this time, the young master woke up and smelled the rich aroma of food, but then remembered that there was no food for him, so he turned over and went back to sleep.

……

Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get down to business.

The three of them scrambled to put a sack over D'Artagnan's head and tied him to the chair of regret.

The inspiration for this chair comes from a legal program that Xiao Yi saw before his time travel; people who sat in this chair on the show usually regretted it.

Candles were lit at the four corners of the temple, their flickering light creating an eerie atmosphere. Xiao Yi and Gan Yu stood side by side two meters apart in front of the interrogation chair, while Ying stood directly behind it, forming a stable triangular formation.

Xiao Yi didn't know why he was standing like this; perhaps a sense of ritual was important in interrogation.

As for Paimon, he kept watch on the roof.

Xiao Yi stepped forward, removed the sack from the young master's head, took out the two wads of cotton from his ears, and then retreated to his original position.

Having been deprived of light for a long time, even the dim candlelight caused the young man from the Winter Kingdom to squint his blue eyes into narrow slits as he quietly observed the two menacing figures before him.

“Now count your sins!” Xiao Yi said.

“We meet again, Your Excellency,” D'Artagnan said politely. “Please ask your questions quickly, instead of using such strange opening remarks.”

"What do you think we should ask?" Xiao Yi said.

He deliberately made jokes to wear down the other person's will and at the same time to get information out of them.

Anyway, they still have three days left, so he can stand here and chat with the young master for three days and three nights.

“I don’t want to know what you’re asking. I’d rather know who you are,” Tartaglia said, trying to regain control of the conversation. “In our fight, you used the elements of wind and water, and defeated me with something like a paralysis spell… no, something like a time-stopping ability.”

He remembered that when he was conscious but unable to move, even dozens of water arrows were stopped, indicating that Xiao Yi did not stop a single target, but rather a large-scale collective stop.

"Any thoughts?" Xiao Yi asked knowingly.

"Thoughts? I met a good friend before, and she can use multiple elemental powers just like you." D'Artagnan said with a smile, "I remember she mentioned that she had a long-lost brother. Your abilities are so similar to hers, could you be her brother?"

D'Artagnan had no idea that the main character of the conversation was standing right behind him.

Xiao Yi hatched a plan to play a trick on him: "What kind of person is this companion you mentioned?"

Ying, sitting behind the chair, looked at Xiao Yi with a puzzled expression.

From the very beginning of the interrogation, the other party followed his train of thought, asking irrelevant questions, which made the young master suspect that this guy was not a professional in this field at all.

Unsure why the other person asked that, D'Artagnan became interested. Since it wasn't asking about any important secrets, she spoke candidly: "She's a very strong fighter, but in everyday life, she's quite cute and a bit goofy..."

Xiao Yi bit his lip to suppress his laughter, while Gan Yu raised his hand and pointed to the top of Dadalia's head.

Tied to the chair, the young master looked up in confusion. Golden hair fell across his face, and a handsome face with resentful golden eyes stared directly into his eyes.

"Hello, I'm your somewhat cute and goofy friend..." Ying said sullenly.

Even a sneak attack from the battlefield wouldn't frighten the battle-hardened Tartaglia, but the traveler girl's glare really gave him a big fright.

"I never expected you guys to be in cahoots," the young master said helplessly, regaining his composure.

The intimidating effect worked; she stopped peering down at D'Artagnan and retreated to her original position.

"Alright, our chat time is almost over." Xiao Yi smiled maliciously. "Young Master, please answer all my questions now."

“What if I refuse?” D'Artagnan asked tentatively.

Xiao Yi took out the Gan Yu Jiao from his pocket, leisurely walked closer to the other party, and pretended to be serious in front of the young master.

"What is this?" the victim asked, puzzled.

“My precious!” Xiao Yi exclaimed in a strange voice.

Then he solemnly spouted nonsense: "This is the darkest and most terrifying witchcraft tool in Inazuma's history. As long as I use it to pierce your eyes, I can read what your eyes have ever seen."

"Of course, I'd rather you tell me the details yourself than provide unstable footage."

Gan Yu stood silently to the side, nodding in agreement with every word Xiao Yi spoke, like a chick pecking at rice.

Before the interrogation, Xiao Yi had already asked for her opinion. As long as she could get useful information, Gan Yu would accept that her double life would be slandered and defamed.

Nevertheless, the two horns, though firm, were also very sensitive. Xiao Yi's hand touched them, and Gan Yu tried her best not to cry out.

"If I gouge out your eyes and get some information, and you still refuse to tell me, I'll bury you under a big tree outside as fertilizer for a radish," Xiao Yi threatened further, then appealed to his emotions and reason, "If you tell the truth, I'll let you go. Even if you don't believe me, you can still believe in this partner's character."

He glanced at the glowing lights behind the chair.

D'Artagnan didn't trust Xiao Yi, but he certainly trusted Ying. He knew that if he told the truth, the traveler girl would definitely keep her promise and let him go.

"That's not a good idea," Gan Yu suddenly said.

According to the pre-arranged lines, the docile and tongue-tied Coconut Sheep should not speak at all, since she not only has no intimidating power, but may even have the opposite effect.

Startled by the sudden turn of events, Xiao Yi and Ying were taken aback. Gan Yu, with an innocent expression, said something terrifying: "Actually, I quite like eating radishes, but I can't eat them now that someone is buried underneath. Besides, Qi... my clan is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see evil deeds like killing. Why not break his legs and lock him up here? One day he will tell us the truth."

Xiao Yi silently gave a thumbs up from behind: I misunderstood you, Miss Gan Yu. I originally thought you were a living bodhisattva of Liyue, but I didn't expect you to have the side of a living devil.

Of course, this was a lie Gan Yu told in a moment of quick thinking; everyone living in the temple was very kind.

They wouldn't do things like gouging out eyes or cutting off limbs; at most, they'd bury someone in a radish field.

Ying quickly realized what was happening, placed her hands on D'Artagnan's shoulders, and earnestly advised, "I'm in the same boat as them. Although I wouldn't do such a thing, I can't stop them if they want to. Please consider this carefully."

"Consider it so that you can continue to enjoy fighting in the future, for your brother Tok, and for your family..."

“Alright, alright, I only trust you, partner,” D'Artagnan said helplessly. “Ask me your questions quickly, but when it comes to the Fatui’s important secrets, or issues concerning the development of the Winter Kingdom, I’d rather have my legs broken than answer.”

Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

His plan to have Gan Yu play the villains and Ying Meimei play the good guys has achieved a partial victory. Although Dadalia may not be able to say everything, at least she is willing to speak.

"Do you know the cause of the fog?" Xiao Yi asked.

“I know,” Datalia replied.

"And then?" Xiao Yi continued to ask.

"In what aspect?" D'Artagnan asked in return.

Xiao Yi thought to himself: It seems he knows more than just a little bit.

“To be honest, I’ve heard that the Fools are connected to the ‘Great Righteousness Heavenly Venerable,’ and that our real enemy is that guy.” Xiao Yi stated bluntly, “As the executor of the Fools, don’t tell me you don’t know that ‘Great Righteousness Heavenly Venerable.’”

D'Artagnan's lips curled up slightly, as if he was trying to suppress a laugh, but he finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hahahahaha..."

Gan Yu and Ying stood there, stunned.

"You remembered something happy?" Xiao Yi asked, puzzled.

"No, no, no, if we had known your true purpose earlier, we wouldn't have gone through all this trouble. The so-called 'Great Righteousness and Boundless Heavenly Venerable' betrayed the Fools, causing us to pay a heavy price. The Winter Kingdom is currently plotting how to take revenge on him."

Xiao Yi blinked with a mixture of belief and doubt. If what the young master said was true, he had a premonition that he would have another teammate and lord—a new force, getdaze!

Chapter 121 The Young Master's Wheelchair

"Tell me more about the mastermind behind this."

Looking at D'Artagnan, who was tied to a chair, Xiao Yi continued to ask without hesitation, while his brain raced, analyzing whether there were any loopholes in her words.

The young master shifted his body, trying to adjust to a more comfortable sitting position before slowly beginning his story. However, being trapped in the chair and unable to move, he eventually had to give up and said, "Half a month ago, that self-proclaimed god and his team found the Fatui of Liyue."

"He said he could help the Fatui make a fortune in Liyue, but the Fatui would need to use Winter's technology to help them manufacture some mechanical equipment."

"Like Zhang San's 'combat power detector'?" Xiao Yi muttered to himself.

“A detector? You mean a tactical goggle for observing ‘justice values’?” D'Artagnan tilted his barely functional head. “Although I don’t understand complicated things like technological creations, the goggle seems to be just a byproduct; the main invention is a ‘nail’.”