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Although they prefer to be chivalrous and righteous in an open and aboveboard manner, they don't mind being a thief when they encounter such dangerous situations.

"Okay, Wang Que, you keep an eye on it. Chongyun and I will go back to get the clothes." Xingqiu pulled Chongyun away.

Wang Que was stunned and didn't know what clothes to take.

However, seeing that the two had already walked away, he did not call out for help and continued to stare at the two people in the darkness.

The alcohol in his body gradually dissipated, and his eyes became more focused.

The strong man and his younger brother did not stay here for long. After resting for a while, they picked up the package and walked to one side of the camp.

Seeing this, Wang Que left a mark and followed.

Chapter 78 The Legacy of the Fierce Wind

Wang Que, who was very good at stealing, followed two other people who were also very good at stealing and found an inconspicuous tent in the corner of the camp.

The tent is not big, probably enough for one or two people to stay.

There are many tents like this here, all built by small merchants.

They were traveling alone on the continent of Teyvat for business, and they liked this kind of portable tent, which was safe and easy to use.

In the game, Liben, who uses raw stones to buy players' broken items, is a representative of this type of businessman.

Arriving in front of the humble tent,

The sturdy man stopped, handed the package to his men, and one of them stepped forward and made a few grunting sounds.

"What are you learning? The pigeons in front of Mondstadt?"

Wang Que watched the sturdy man's movements and listened to his imitation voices, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The strong man's voice was very rough, and the bird calls he imitated were not crisp, but rather had a rough feeling that polluted the ears.

However, as the strong man's voice sounded, the lights in the tent were lit.

"Who?" A vigilant voice came from inside.

The sturdy man's face lit up with joy: "Are you Fontaine's friend? I'm here to deliver something."

"Hmm?" The person inside hesitated, but still opened the curtain of the tent.

A middle-aged man cautiously poked his head out: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man was obviously not from Liyue, and his face looked somewhat different from that of Mondstadt.

The clothes he was wearing were of Fontaine style.

"Oh, Boss Farrell, we met in Mondstadt. You said you wanted some antiques from the Gale Age." The burly man smiled.

The middle-aged man named Farrell's eyes flickered slightly, and he soon smiled. "Oh, so you're Mond's friend. I'm buying some antiques. Do you have any goods?"

"Yes, yes. Boss Farrell, do you want to go outside to check out the goods?" The burly man said as he waved to his younger brother.

The younger brother came closer carrying the package.

Farrell glanced at the package his younger brother was carrying and was not disappointed by its worn appearance.

He had traveled far and wide and had seen too many precious treasures being ruined. Being wrapped in rags was already considered a good treatment.

"Since you are a guest, please come in and talk," Farrell invited.

The three of them entered the tent.

Not far away, Wang Que had a blank expression on his face. With his perception, the tent could not prevent him from eavesdropping.

He just felt a little unhappy because he couldn't see anything.

In the tent,

"Friend, please take out your things and put them on the carpet."

Farrell smiled and said,

"We won't do anything against the Liyue people's rules."

When it comes to antiques, they are never handled during transactions or appraisals.

Mainly to prevent first-hand fraud.

Farrell is well-informed and naturally accustomed to this rule.

The strong man didn't care, he smiled and took out the things in the package.

This is a bone as white as jade.

"What is this?" Farrell frowned, and suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest, and his expression suddenly changed.

[Eye of the Sublime] actually reacted?

This is……

The look he gave Bone changed from casual to passionate.

The burly man hadn't noticed Farrell's change of expression yet, and he said with a smile, "A few days ago, a big figure from the Knights defeated the dragon. I found this thing where the dragon was entrenched."

"Although I don't know what it is, it's definitely something old and good."

The strong man said this with a solemn oath.

The reason they were so confident was that when they found the bone, they were already surrounded by monsters in the Wind Dragon Ruins.

When they picked up the bone, the monsters scattered as if they had seen a ghost.

Therefore, the strong man firmly believed that this thing was a good thing.

Farrell listened, a gleam in his eyes.

The strong man didn't know, how could he not know?

The so-called dragon is Tevalin, the East Wind Guardian of Mondstadt.

The place where it resides is the old Mondstadt, the capital of the Fierce Wind Demon.

"Is this a relic of the gale?"

Farrell had a suspicion in his heart.

"How about it, Mr. Farrell, do you like it?" asked the strong man.

Farrell suppressed his inner throbbing and nodded slightly. "It looks like a good item. It might be some kind of sacrificial item from ancient times. It has a certain collection value."

After a pause, he looked at the burly man and said, "Friend, what price are you willing to ask for? If it's not outrageous, I'm willing to accept it."

He looked calmly at the burly man and his younger brother in front of him.

If these two guys dare to ask for too much, don't blame him for being cruel.

The burly man had no idea that the well-mannered businessman in front of him had already developed murderous intentions towards him.

He thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stretched out a finger: "One hundred thousand Mora, Mr. Farrell, this is a treasure from the Gale Age. I want one hundred thousand Mora."

A cold look flashed across Farrell's eyes. "One hundred thousand Mora? Okay, I agree."

"You agree?" the strong man exclaimed.

He just quoted a high price and waited for the other party to bargain.

How come you agreed so directly?

After a cry of surprise, the strong man immediately realized that this was a good thing.

One hundred thousand Mora is enough for them to squander for a long time.

Maybe I can do some small business and retire completely.

"Of course, this is a treasure, so it should be valuable, right?"

Farrell is still gentle and polite, smiling brightly.

"However, my money is not here. I need you to come with me to get it."

He smiled and pointed to the side: "After all, there really isn't enough space here for many Moras."

The strong man and the little brother's minds were already full of 100,000 Mora.

They didn't have any opinions at all. When they heard that they had to go out to get the money, they all nodded: "Of course, of course, just go outside and get it."

Farrell twitched his lips and said, "Well, then come with me. I'll give you the money as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble."

"Well, well, Mr. Farrell is really thoughtful." The strong man flattered him, his eyes full of greed.

...

outside,

Wang Que was listening with great interest, and was still wondering why a very dangerous antique was worth 100,000 Mora.

Then I saw three men coming out of the tent,

The gentle middle-aged man obviously took the initiative and walked in front, while the strong man and his younger brother walked behind carrying packages.

Seeing them heading out of the camp,

Wang Que quickly left a secret signal and continued to follow.

the other side,

Farrell led the two of them, avoiding the Thousand Rocks Army's patrol route and easily arriving outside the camp.

In a jungle.

The burly man finally realized something was wrong: "Mr. Farrell, where are you taking us to get the money?"

Hearing the burly man's question, Farrell stopped and said, "Huh? Did you finally react? But it's enough. At this distance, the Thousand Rock Army won't be able to get here in time."

The gentle gentleman sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"One hundred thousand Mora, huh? Do you know how much my event budget is? Two pieces of trash, you dare to ask me for one hundred thousand Mora?"

Farrell waved his hand, and a blazing flame ignited. The terrifying temperature caused the surrounding air to begin to distort.

The strong man's inverted triangle eyes widened.

"Fire, Fire... Are you the holder of the Eye of God?"

Chapter 79 [The Sublime Eye]

"Eye of God?"

Hearing the strong man's terrified cry, Farrell showed a trace of disdain.

"I never expected the gods to grant me favors, because under the banner of the great Ice Queen, we will eventually seize all power."

"Elemental power is definitely not exclusive to the Eye of God."

For some reason, Farrell seemed to have a great resentment towards the holder of the Eye of God.

When talking about the Eye of God, there is always a hint of disdain in the tone.

However, Wang Que could hear jealousy in the corner.

"Tsk, I thought I had discovered some secret organization, but..."

Wang Que curled his lips helplessly. The other party mentioned the great Ice Queen as soon as she opened her mouth. There was no need to guess her identity. She was definitely a member of the Fatui.

Moreover, the other party was not wearing the equipment of the Fatui advance team, and also had the ability to use elemental power.

There is no doubt that the other party should be a holder of the evil eye.

Oh, within the Fatui, they should be called the holders of the Sublime Eye.

This kind of person should have some status within the Fatui.

Considered an elite.

Considering what the strong man said before, that Farrell was buying antiques, he should be a high-level Fatui spy who used the identity of a businessman to gather intelligence in various countries.

"escape."

While Wang Que was thinking, the strong man had already reacted completely.

Without any intention of resisting, he roared, pushed the younger brother beside him, and ran away.