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

Xiao Yi immediately turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw a creature about half a person's height standing beside him, resembling a small brown bear, with runes combining fire and rock elements printed on its back, but its overall temperament was very cute.

"Guoba, you're back!" Xiangling said happily.

Suddenly, the golden shrimp balls in her hand disappeared without a trace. Xiao Yi, who quickly snatched the plate, knelt down in front of Guoba, his expression a mixture of seriousness and emotion.

Whether it was infected by Xiao Yi's passionate emotions or sensed his powerful strength that was close to that of a demon god, Guoba's round, blank eyes shone with a sharp light, just like the Rock King Emperor who once fought on the battlefield.

"Guoba's eyes have become sharp!" Xiangling said in great surprise.

Kneeling on one knee, Xiao Yi exclaimed with fervor, "The moment I saw you, I knew I, Xiao Yi, would follow you for life—you are my elder brother!!!"

With sharp eyes, Guoba looked at the golden shrimp balls in front of him, then at the sincere Xiao Yi, and once again made a "lululu" sound, his tone containing undeniable seriousness.

Under the astonished gazes of Xiangling, Ganyu, and Keqing, Xiao Yi found three stiff noodles that resembled spaghetti, lit the ends with a stove fire, inserted a bowl of noodles into them, and placed them on the stove to use as a makeshift incense burner.

He found two lumps of dough to replace the prayer mats, and knelt carefully on the dough, one on the left and one on the right, with his eyes fixed on the stove in front of him and the ramen incense burner on the stove.

So outrageous that even Miyamoto Jiro, who had been missing for several days, was shocked out of his wits.

(Miyajiro: Look at you, are you trying to become sworn brothers with this thing?)

(Xiao Yi: Brother Miyamoto, this is no ordinary 'thing,' but a heavyweight, the Hearth Demon of Liyue. Back in Liyue...)

He quickly explained the history of the Kitchen God, and Miyamoto Jiro was deeply moved after listening.

(Miyajiro: To sacrifice one's own immense power for the sake of insignificant humans—such righteousness is truly admirable.)

(Xiao Yi: So, I...)

(Miyajiro: Count me in.)

(Xiao Yi: ???)

(Miyajiro: I have never tried to become sworn brothers with a god before, and besides, the great past and indescribable enlightenment of the Hearth Demon God are worthy of my respect.)

(Xiao Yi: Since Big Brother has said so.)

In reality, he and Guoba bowed respectfully to the stove.

"Lululu (my rice crust)."

(Miyajiro: I am Miyajiro.)

"I am Xiao Yi."

The three of them said in unison: "We hereby become sworn brothers, not seeking to be born on the same day, month, and year, but seeking to die on the same day, month, and year—this contract is our witness, and the stove is our witness!"

Xiao Yi looked at Guoba: "Big Brother!"

(Miyajiro: Big brother!)

Guoba: "Lulululu (Second Brother, Third Brother)!"

Xiao Yi: "Big brother, second brother!"

(Miyajiro: Eldest brother, third brother!)

Guoba: "Lulululu (Third Brother and Second Brother)!"

Xiao Yi: "Third brother, second brother... um?!"

(Miyajiro: Little brother, third brother... wait, this is all messed up.)

Xiao Yi: "Stop, let's sort this out first."

……

Xiangling made a new batch of golden shrimp balls, prepared a vegetable salad for Ganyu, and had Xiaoyi deal with the "incense burner" with three dough sticks stuck in it. She removed the soiled parts of the dough that had been used for kneeling and made spicy meat buns to feed Guoba.

Gan Yu had a general idea of ​​Xiao Yi's outrageous behavior. Although Ke Qing didn't understand it, she didn't have the energy to deduce it anymore. She covered her face with her sleeve and quietly enjoyed the golden shrimp balls.

They shared a table harmoniously with Guoba, peacefully enjoying a nutritious and hearty breakfast.

Just then, everyone sensed a disturbance coming from the next street; it seemed like someone was arguing.

Xiangling, out of curiosity, stopped a passing neighbor and asked him what had happened on the next street.

"Xiao Mao, don't go and see! It's horrific!" a neighbor embellished the story. "A woman came to buy melons and got into an argument with the melon vendor. She then pulled out a knife and attacked him. I heard from others that the melon vendor's legs were dislocated."

Xiangling blinked in fear, while Xiao Yi stood up and walked excitedly toward the next street.

He loves watching commotions that have nothing to do with him, so he'll run over and become a bystander, or, depending on the situation, stop the perpetrators and become a righteous and virtuous person.

Chapter 129 Xiao Yi, Breathing Fire (4k)

While the maid, Ke Mao Mao, Gan Yu, and Guo Ba Dage continued eating, Xiao Yi quickly finished a bowl of ramen and hurried towards the next street where the incident had occurred.

In Liyue Harbor, where the security situation is good, it's not common to see people being attacked, and judging from the neighborhood discussions, it seems to be a woman attacking someone, which makes it even more exciting, thrilling, and rare.

Xiao Yi definitely wanted to go and broaden his horizons.

Act as a champion of justice, depending on the circumstances, to prevent heinous acts from occurring. If the perpetrator is a possessor of the Eye of God, then test the power of Guoba on her.

……

On the other side, the streets were in chaos.

The fruit stall owner selling melons was still lying on the ground, rolling around. Because the bandages were no longer in place, blood was gradually seeping from his knee injury, soaking his pants, as if he had really been chopped down.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, ahhhhhh—everyone saw it, this woman almost chopped up my melon and cut my leg, it won't be healed without at least 100,000 or 200,000 Mora!"

The victim, who had been staged for an accident, stood there dumbfounded, holding a dream smeared with watermelon juice. At that moment, the naive god sensed the unfathomable malice of humanity and the twisted wisdom born from that malice.

Was I... being scammed?!

Meanwhile, Sara, who was lurking on the surrounding rooftops, and Ojatasatru, who was following Sara's orders, were preparing to act.

In fact, they had already discovered the god's whereabouts. However, Xiao Yi had given the Otjesty the order not to disturb the general's leisurely stroll. So, led by Saro, they found the Thunder God, but instead of approaching him immediately, they hid on the rooftop to secretly follow and protect him.

As a skilled martial artist, the Shadow may have already noticed that someone was following him, but he didn't confront them on the spot, allowing Sara and the Otsuke to take on the role of ninjas who could scale walls and leap across rooftops.

Now, witnessing their general being framed by unruly commoners, they could no longer stand idly by.

Just as the samurai were preparing to jump off the roof, their leader, Kujo, suddenly issued a command gesture, ordering everyone to stay put. The group was confused.

It turned out that Sara had spotted Lord Narukami walking towards the scene from the next street. Xiao Yi also noticed someone on the roof and gently shook his head to signal them not to make any rash moves.

Although Sara couldn't contain herself, the most important thing for a soldier is obedience, which means following orders. So she had no choice but to remain still and let her adopted son handle the matter.

On the other side, Xiao Yi was shocked to see that the culprit was Miss Ying. He quickly realized that the red liquid on Dream Heart was just watermelon juice, and the guy lying on the ground looked very familiar. He immediately analyzed the current situation.

Thor got scammed!

Besides, although Miss Ying is a bit naive and out of touch with the times in social situations, she's not so bad as to casually kill people from other countries. She's a kind-hearted, simple-minded goddess.

Xiao Yi was about to step forward to help, but then he stopped. He suddenly became curious and wanted to see how Ying would solve the problem in this situation.

You can't just sit on the ground and wail, can you...?

He waved towards the rooftop, signaling the guards not to get involved, and then squeezed into the crowd.

After a few seconds of mental blanking, the single-minded woman decided to finish what she hadn't done yet. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she picked up a watermelon that had been split in half, weighed it briefly to determine its weight, and then threw a large bag of Mora in front of the boss.

The meaning is simple: I didn't cut you down, I'm just a customer who came to buy melons. Here's your money, I'm leaving.

Defending yourself will only make things worse; it's better to let things take their course, buy the melon, and leave the scene.

She took only half a watermelon, tossed aside the red juice from her heart, and ate it generously like Brother Crow, before walking toward the terrified onlookers.

If the onlookers simply made way, the matter would be dropped. After all, the melon vendor had an old knee injury that a doctor could easily diagnose. If the general simply left, he wouldn't be able to report the matter to the authorities, otherwise the accusation of extortion would be exposed.

All the melon vendor can do is take the molar bag and then pack up and go home.

Xiao Yi looked closely and saw that Miss Ying had thrown away all of her Mora. Not to mention half a watermelon at the fruit stand, she could open ten fruit shops without any problem.

Initially, the money was intended for her to buy some luxury goods and enjoy a good meal at a high-end restaurant. However, Thor was both frugal and extravagant, only buying fruit, but then spending all the money while buying the fruit...

If Miss Ying weren't a god, or the ruler of Inazuma, Xiao Yi would definitely mutter to himself: "What a spendthrift woman!"

In short, Ying managed to escape successfully, and the crowd of onlookers quickly parted to make way for her.

In the past, Liyue might have ended things just like that. No one would be foolish enough to intercept a woman with a knife alone, and it would take time for the Thousand Rock Army to arrive if the authorities were notified.

But now, Liyue has many more righteous people.

Suddenly, a large number of people jumped out from the crowd and surrounded Thor, who was about to leave. They were all good Samaritans who wanted to earn Justice Points.

They figured that even though the other woman was holding a long knife, she was still just a woman, and her strength and skill shouldn't be that great. They thought they could probably subdue her without getting hurt.

Committing a crime in the street with a weapon is already extremely heinous. If we stop her and take her to the General Affairs Department, we can at least increase her Justice Points by a fraction of a second. The Mora we can get in return is equivalent to two months' average income for a Liyue resident, which is much more comfortable than working honestly.

Xiao Yi, mingling among the onlookers, thought to himself: A group of restless, strong men, and a "weak" woman surrounded by others, this doesn't seem like a healthy plot development... So, what are you going to do, Miss Lei Movie?

Surrounded by people with shining eyes, Ying remained calm, unhurriedly raising her long knife to peel off the watermelon rind and slowly taking a bite.

It was as if she was mocking those who were trying to stop her.

"I just learned the grappling techniques, how can I stand this humiliation?"

A man, eager to win the prize, suddenly lunged at General Thunder. Despite the general's lack of evasion, he missed his target and fell to the ground, turning a hungry tiger's pounce into a dog's spit.

The crowd began to stir.

Did you see her movements clearly?

"It's completely invisible."

Did she dodge?

"What happened?"

The second man pounced on him, while Ying continued to quietly watch the show.

The next moment, the man pounced on the fallen man, and the bystanders still couldn't see clearly.

The remaining righteous individuals realized something was wrong and collectively stepped forward, rushing towards the purple-haired woman from all directions, trying to use their numerical advantage to overpower her.

Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly and jumped toward the roof where Saro was. He wanted to borrow something from Miss Tengu.

Three seconds later, a dozen or so burly men collapsed onto a pile of bodies, which looked quite spectacular.

The woman who created this scene stood by, watching the drama unfold. She held a knife in one hand and a melon in the other. The onlookers had no idea how this woman, with both hands occupied, could still easily subdue more than a dozen strong men and arrange them in such an artistic way.

Seeing the dozen or so people lying unconscious, even those onlookers who wanted to try began to shrink back and dared not move forward.

Just as Ying was about to leave, someone pounced on her from behind, their hands passing under her armpits and wrapping around her chest, restricting her movement by hugging her.