Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

A day later, the situation became increasingly tense.

The joint investigation team released a preliminary report on the assassination of Emperor Jun, which focused on the master-disciple relationship between the murderer Gan Wei and Tian Shu. The words deliberately emphasized this connection and hinted that Tian Shu and the other seven stars were major suspects in the crime.

On the afternoon of the day the report was released, a major chamber of commerce organized a grand protest demonstration in front of Yujing Terrace.

Those involved held up various banners and shouted slogans, demanding that Qixing be suspended immediately and unconditionally accept and cooperate with the investigation of the joint investigation team.

Since then, the scale of the protests has snowballed, growing larger day by day.

At the same time, civil servants in official institutions at all levels in Liyue were in a state of anxiety, and people kept submitting requests to their superiors, hoping that the Seven Stars could make a positive and forceful response to the assassination of the Emperor.

What's worse, some soldiers of the Qianyan Army also began to frequently attend banquets held by major chambers of commerce.

All these signs taken together seem to indicate that the Liyue Seven Stars are doomed.

Just when Zhiyi was about to intensify his efforts and bring down Qixing in one fell swoop, Qixing suddenly issued an announcement: the Emperor's sending-off ceremony would be held by the immortal family.

As soon as the announcement was released, it attracted the attention of all the people.

Many people were indignant about the assassination of the Emperor one second, and the next second they were excitedly discussing the ceremony of sending off the immortal with their friends.

Of course, what they are most concerned about are the performances and benefits during the ceremony.

Master Song treats them as his family, and this time he said that they must support him no matter what and grab the benefits that are given.

The next day, Qixing issued another announcement.

The announcement stated that due to the large number of people participating in the Emperor's Immortal Sending Ceremony this time, in order to ensure the safety of the people, every citizen needs to go to the designated registration point to register and obtain a free ticket before they can participate.

After the announcement was released, almost all the people in Liyue rushed to the registration point at once, and then formed a long queue in front of the registration point.

In sharp contrast, the protest crowd that was once so massive now seemed exceptionally deserted and lonely, with only a few dozen people still holding on.

They are all internal employees of major chambers of commerce. If their boss had not given a strict order that they must stay here, they would have lined up to register long ago.

In the following days, the scale of the protests in front of Yujingtai remained at around one or two hundred people, and could no longer stir up the waves of the past.

Such a scale obviously does not pose any substantial pressure to the Seven Stars.

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Ever since the announcement of the Immortal Sending Ceremony, Song Yinjian has been busy from morning to night every day, with hardly a moment to rest.

One afternoon, Song Yinjian was carefully assigning tasks related to Liyue Street to Hu Tao.

Just then, Zhiyi walked into the store.

After he came in, he stood quietly by the side, observing Song Yinjian. After Hu Tao left, he slowly walked forward.

"Master Song, sorry to bother you. I have something to discuss with you." Zhiyi bowed slightly and forced a sincere smile on his face.

Song Yinjian glanced at him calmly, then asked with a hint of teasing, "Did someone die in your family?"

Upon hearing this, Zhiyi suppressed the anger rising in his heart and said in a somewhat stiff tone: "Boss Song, no one has died in my family.

I came here to negotiate with you with full sincerity this time, and I hope you will take it seriously."

Hearing the change in Zhiyi's way of addressing him, Song Yinjian just felt a little funny.

Once this guy got a taste of power, his humble and gentle character quickly disappeared, replaced by arrogance and self-righteousness.

He clearly wanted something from me, but his attitude changed so obviously just because of a few words I said.

Song Yinjian said calmly, "Zhiyi, what do you mean by sincerity?"

"One billion Mora, as well as Keqing and Yanfei, as long as you agree, we can announce the Seven Stars' crimes at the Immortal Sending Ceremony." Zhiyi straightened his body and answered confidently.

When Song Yinjian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, "Zhiyi, I've commented on you in front of Uncle Tian before: all show and no substance.

When I saw it today, it turned out to be true! "

Zhiyi's eyes flashed with an unconcealable anger, and he raised his voice and said, "Boss Song, I think this sincerity is enough!"

Song Yinjian glanced at him with disdain, "Let's not talk about the fact that your ten billion Moras are just like sending away beggars. Just talking about Keqing, can you really touch her?

In addition to the Yunlai Chamber of Commerce, the Ke family is itself a family with a thousand-year-old heritage.

Besides, you must know that my junior sister Yan Fei is Liyue’s super gold medal lawyer!

Also, I want to remind you that there are immortals behind her."

When Zhiyi heard this, his expression froze. He really didn't know.

He thought that his talent and knowledge were unparalleled in Liyue, but in front of Song Yinjian, he felt like he was being crushed in all aspects.

Zhiyi did not give up and continued, "Ten billion Mora and a seven-star position, this is our greatest sincerity."

His voice was full of confidence. In his opinion, these conditions could definitely defeat Song Yinjian.

However, Song Yinjian only sighed in disappointment, "Is this your sincerity? Your vision is too narrow."

Zhiyi's expression turned completely cold, and he asked threateningly, "Are you going to stand against the people of Liyue?"

Song Yinjian was delighted when he heard this. "Go to the streets of Liyue Harbor and ask everyone. Who wouldn't know that the people of Liyue are all my family?"

As he spoke, he reached out and gently patted Zhiyi's shoulder, "Instead of spending this time trying to persuade me, you might as well lock up all the presidents of the major chambers of commerce. They all know the truth.

If someone betrays you, by this time next year, the grass on your grave will be half a man tall."

Chapter 97 Class A War Criminals

Northland Bank.

Rosalyn sat gracefully at her desk, her eyes focused and deep, staring quietly at the Hellfire Butterfly dancing on her palm.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside with a loud "bang", breaking the original silence in the room.

Tartaglia walked with big strides and walked straight to the sofa, sat down without any hesitation, and then crossed his legs high.

"The information provided is incorrect. True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng doesn't dislike Ningguang at all. She didn't even come to Liyue to ask for accountability for something as serious as the Emperor's assassination."

Tartaglia frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction and annoyance in his tone.

Rosalyn put away the Hellfire Butterfly, a look of disdain on her face, “Tathalia, you really need to improve your brain.

How could True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng hold Liyue accountable based on a stranger's one-sided statement?

Tartaglia thought about it and felt that his plan was a bit simple. Apart from being able to deceive the inexperienced Ying and Paimon, it would not be able to deceive any normal person.

Then he asked, "Rosalin, have you found out the whereabouts of the Rock King Emperor's Divine Heart?"

Rosalin shook her head slightly. "I haven't found it, but based on speculation, it's very likely in the Immortal Ancestor's Transformation in the Golden House."

Hearing this, Tartaglia said with some distress: “If it were somewhere else, with my skills, I would definitely be able to get it.

But this Golden House is not only heavily guarded, filled with elite soldiers from the Thousand Rock Army, but it is also said that there are immortals guarding this place."

Rosalin took out a stack of talismans from the cabinet on her desk. The talismans were glowing with a strange light, as if they contained some mysterious and powerful power.

She placed the Fu Lu on the table and said, "These are the Fu Lu we copied. They can be used to temporarily release the suppressed Whirlpool Demon God Osel.

The guards and immortals of the Golden House will see Osel coming and will surely go to fight it."

Upon hearing this, Tartaglia showed an extremely shocked expression on his face, "Rosaline, this...this is not good!

If I really let Osel out, and the people of Liyue suffer, wouldn't I become a Class A war criminal?"

Rosaline said calmly, "In a few days, the Rock King will be sending off his immortals. By then, almost all of the people of Liyue will have left Liyue Harbor."

After hearing this, Tartaglia finally felt relieved.

He stood up from the sofa, walked to Rosaline's desk, put away the talisman, and said confidently, "Wait for me to celebrate!"

Rosalyn nodded. "I hope that day will come."

Then, Tartaglia strode away.

Shortly after Tartaglia left, Zhiyi gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.

He walked slowly to Rosalin, with a respectful look on his face, and said, "Lady Rosalin, have you found Gan Wei?"

Rosalyn responded calmly, "Not yet."

When Zhiyi heard this, he couldn't help but feel angry.

If the Fatui could have found Gan Wei earlier, he might have already ascended to the position of Tianquan. Why should he be so humble now?

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and then said calmly: "I have a premonition that something unexpected will happen during the Immortal Sending Ceremony."

Rosalyn looked up at him with a hint of inquiry in her eyes and asked simply, "So?"

Zhiyi's expression was extremely serious, and he said resolutely, "I intend to mobilize the Thousand Rock Army and the Fatui to capture the Liyue Seven Stars directly on the spot."

When Rosalin heard this bold plan, she frowned slightly and tapped the table with her slender white fingers, making a crisp "tapping" sound.

After a long moment, she stopped tapping on the table, looked directly at Zhiyi, and asked, "How can you ensure the secrecy of this operation? There are so many people involved. If someone were to tell on us, the consequences would be disastrous."

Zhiyi seemed to have thought about this question a long time ago and replied, "I plan to gather all the presidents of the chambers of commerce participating in the operation and their families on a large ship."

When Rosalin heard this, she said meaningfully, "Zhiyi, your idea is really great!"

Zhiyi continued, "When the time comes, please place the Fatui on the ship. If our operation fails..."

At this point, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, "I must make sure all these people are buried with me!

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"Gan Wei, your junior brother is truly ruthless!"

In a slightly dim room, Song Yinjian sat at a somewhat worn table and couldn't help but sigh at Gan Wei who was sitting opposite him.

Gan Wei sighed slightly, a complicated expression on his face, "If someone like him follows the right path, he might be able to become a Seven Star."

Song Yinjian commented bluntly, "To be honest, Zhiyi is much better than the previous Kaiyang, Tianxuan and other rubbish.

But he was still too stupid.

Did he really think that he could easily take over the Seven Stars with the Thousand Rocks Army and the Fatui who had been bribed into rebellion?

Not to mention anything else, Ningguang's Qun Yu Pavilion alone can destroy them all.

This guy is just a stupid, evil idiot."

As Song Yinjian spoke, he shook his head slightly, full of disdain for Zhiyi's behavior.

In the original game, he did things that were even more outrageous than what he does now.

He has clearly been designated as Uncle Tian's successor, and he only needs to wait a few more days before he can become one of the Seven Stars.

However, he believed that Uncle Tian would despise his humble background and would not give him the position of Tianshu, so he colluded with the Fatui to plot against Uncle Tian.

When Gan Wei heard Song Yinjian's straightforward and sharp evaluation, his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed. After all, he and Zhiyi were of the same kind.

Song Yinjian seemed to see through Gan Wei's thoughts and continued, "I don't think I need to teach you how to say it. After this is over, I will send you to Xumi."

Gan Wei hurriedly said, "Master Song, I will definitely do as you say."

Song Yinjian stood up and walked in front of him, smiling and said, "If you behave well, I will give you some extra travel expenses.

If you perform poorly, the immortals' methods are far beyond your imagination."

After saying that, he patted his shoulders lightly a few times, then turned and left.

Gan Wei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him leave, and the little thought that had been growing in his mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This immortal disciple's methods are even more cruel than those of his junior brother!

Chapter 98 The Prelude to the Immortal Sending Ceremony

After several consecutive cloudy days, a sunny day with no clouds in the sky finally arrived.

But for the people of Liyue Harbor, this is obviously not a good thing.

Because it was the hottest summer season, the scorching sun was like a raging fire, burning the earth mercilessly, making people feel like sitting around a furnace.

The streets, which used to be bustling and bustling, were now almost deserted during the day, with only one or two kittens and puppies occasionally running by, trying to find a cool place to escape the heat.

The protesting crowd in front of Yujingtai was still barely coping in the morning, holding up signs and shouting a few slogans weakly.

By noon, everyone had already scattered and gone home.

After all, no one wants to suffer in this scorching weather for such a meager salary.

It was not until almost sunset that the streets returned to their former bustle.