Be a legal businessman in Liyue!

This made Wang Que and Ying burst into laughter.

The two of them waited for about ten minutes, and Zhongli arrived.

He still looked gentle.

"Everyone, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"It hasn't been long. We just got here." Paimon was no longer embarrassed and was lively again. "Um, Zhongli, did that boat say when they would pick us up?"

Zhongli nodded slightly: "Yeah, it's about that time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a boat docking at the pier, and a man came down and waved at them.

"Hey everyone, are you the distinguished guests going to the Zhudian Fang?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's us, the distinguished guests." Paimon responded subconsciously.

Wang Que and Ying slapped their foreheads, thinking that how could they call themselves distinguished guests?

However, Zhongli didn't care. Instead, he smiled slightly and approved of Paimon.

"Let's go, go first."

As he said this, he took the lead and walked forward.

Wang Que and Ying hurried to follow.

The boat sent by Zhudian Fang to pick up the guests was a small one. Of course, it was small compared to the large ships around it. If you really measured it, it was about seven or eight meters long.

There were several boatmen, but the one who was talking to Wang Que and the others was obviously the leader.

"Everyone, there are still a few distinguished guests who haven't arrived yet. Please take a rest first."

As he spoke, he asked someone to bring tea over.

Even hot tea and snacks.

I have to say, this service is really good.

It’s just that Paimon really likes snacks.

Wang Que couldn't help but tease her, "Now that you've eaten too much snacks, what are you going to do on the boat?"

But Paimon rolled his eyes at him and said, "Wang Que, do you underestimate my appetite?"

Thinking of last night's dinner, Wang Que was speechless for a moment. What she said made a lot of sense.

The three of them waited for a while, and sure enough, a few more people came.

Wang Que was instantly attracted to a girl.

The other person was probably in his early twenties, with a pretty face, but that wasn't the main point.

The key point is that Wang Que found a mark of Yinyuan Hall on the other party's cuff.

The survivors of the salt.

It could be that Wang Que’s gaze was too direct, or it could be that the other party knew Wang Que.

The girl walked directly to Wang Que and sat down, her eyes blazing: "You must be Boss Wang Que, right?"

It looked like a question, but it was more of a statement.

Wang Que nodded slightly: "It's me."

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up. "Hello, I'm Wanyan, an archaeologist affiliated with the Yinyuan Hall. I heard that you have a special divine eye?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Que immediately understood.

He demonstrated the Eye of the Salt God on the Southern Cross yesterday. The unique power of salt must have been spread by the warriors who tried it.

Salt survivors like Wanyan are particularly interested in information about the Salt God.

Now that the Eye of the Salt God suddenly appears, we will definitely pay great attention to it.

Thinking of this, Wang Que suddenly looked at Zhongli on the side.

He originally thought that the survivors of the Salt would come over, and it was arranged by Zhongli.

But now it seems that I was actually the one who attracted people here.

Zhongli seemed to notice Wang Que's gaze and nodded with a smile.

But Wang Que seemed to understand a meaning.

"You took something from the Heulia Ruins, so you will handle this matter."

Wang Que curled his lips, but still nodded at Zhongli.

Then he looked at Wanyan again: "Haha, Miss Wanyan is really well-informed. Yes, I do have it."

Wanyan became more excited: "Can you show it to me? I can give you money."

She seemed to have asked about Wang Que and knew that Wang Que loved money.

"Ha, no need for money, if you want to see it, just go ahead and see it."

Wang Que smiled. He liked money, but small amounts of money... he really didn't need them right now.

He stretched out his hand and threw the salt-white Eye of God directly towards Wanyan.

She quickly reached out to take it, looking a little anxious.

'Snapped'

Get the Eye of the Salt God.

Looking at the Eye of God with a salty white halo, Wanyan had a strange expression on her face.

It seemed like admiration, excitement, and even a bit of satisfaction.

Wang Que felt a little numb from watching this.

He didn't know how to approach this kind of believer.

However, now that the power of salt is in his hands, can the other party be considered his believer?

This thought suddenly popped up in Wang Que's mind.

Chapter 241 Taunting and Invitation

On the ferry boat.

Wanyan held the salt-white Eye of God in her hand, with a look of reverence, and spoke as if praying.

"Lord of the Kind Salt, Heulia—

You are the refuge of the wanderers and the tenderness of the retreaters.

Your name once melted like a grain of salt in the flames of war,

Yet it still whispers in our blood.

Hear the cry of this insignificant people,

We are the forgotten remnants,

It is also your final salt stain."

As she prayed, Wang Que was surprised to find that the power of salt in his body seemed to have a slight response.

It was as if a set program was activated, and the authority was responding to Wanyan's prayer.

And the external is in the performance.

The Salt White God's Eye in Wanyan's hand began to shine.

From Wang Que's elemental perspective, the salt element has responded to Wan Yan.

This time, Wang Que was really surprised.

In the game's plot, this woman, whose defense was broken by the truth told by Zhongli, was able to activate the Eye of the Salt God so easily.

But think about it, if she didn't have a strong desire to remain with Heulia, how could she be broken by the truth?

Now she has not yet obtained the truth. Driven by strong desire and faith, and the other party's identity as a survivor of the Salt, it is indeed reasonable that she can drive the Eye of the Salt God...

Wanyan, who drove the power of salt, did not use it to do anything, but just prayed quietly for a while.

Then the salt-white light gradually disappeared.

After a moment, Wanyan opened her clasped hands, revealing the Salt-White God's Eye within.

With a happy look on his face, he looked at Wang Que with some eagerness.

"I feel it, I really feel it, the power of Heulia, the power of salt."

"Our demon god, his powerful strength!"

A fanatic felt the power of his god, which made Wanyan so happy that she almost fainted.

"Boss Wang, no, Lord Wang Que, may I ask if you have received His attention?" Wan Yan looked at Wang Que expectantly.

Facing her hopeful eyes, Wang Que cruelly shook his head: "Although I hate to say this, Heulia is dead. She can't look at me."

Wanyan's pretty face turned pale: "But, but, this..."

She looked at the Salt White Eye of God in her hand.

"Oh... but I did inherit some of His power. According to Him, I can barely be considered... His follower? Of course, I will definitely not admit it." Wang Que thought about it and admitted that he inherited Heulia's power.

Of course, he does not recognize the identity of a relative.

The demon gods give their followers power.

As for Wang Que, he seized the power himself.

Although the two have similar forms of expression, their essence is completely different.

Wanyan's eyes lit up again: "So you are His walking in the world!"

She seemed not to hear the second half of Wang Que's sentence, and only heard the word "family members".

Wang Que shook his head slightly: "I am who I am. If it really doesn't work out, I can let you and Him..."

He wanted to ask Wanyan and Heulia to meet.

If the people of Yinyuan Hall were willing to give him enough Mora, he wouldn't mind sacrificing another clone and summoning Heulia once.

However, halfway through his words, he felt a gaze on his face.

I glanced and saw, hey, it was Zhongli.

"What you did in Fontaine cannot be replicated in Liyue. Going in reverse like that would cause too much damage to the earth veins."

Zhongli's lips moved slightly, and the sound appeared in Wang Que's ears.

Tsk, the sound transmission is secret.

Seeing Wang Que was halfway through his words, Wan Yan was also stunned for a moment: "Master Wang Que, what did you say?"

Wang Que quickly withdrew his gaze from Zhongli and shook his head. "Nothing much. Anyway, I'm not a follower of Heulia, nor am I a believer. However, if you wish, I might let you try to master the power of salt."

As he spoke, Wang Que stretched out his hand and hooked it. The Salt-White Divine Eye that Wan Yan had been holding tightly broke free from her palm and flew back to Wang Que.

Wanyan glanced at the Salty White God's Eye with some reluctance, but did not overreact.

She was more attracted by Wang Que's words.

Let them regain the power of salt?

These words directly touched Wanyan's heart.

"What do you need us to do?" Wanyan asked directly.

The sound was quite loud and even attracted the attention of other guests not far away.

But when they saw that Wanyan was from Yinyuan Hall, they all looked away.

As one of the Eight Gates of Liyue, Yinyuan Hall is basically controlled by the descendants of Salt and is relatively xenophobic.

Most people wouldn't offend those who control Liyue's salt industry.

They have money, power, connections, and they stick together, so they are definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Wang Que didn't care about the looks of people around him.