Honkai Impact 5 vs. Genshin Impact, I'll provide the venue.

They carefully put away the rest of the money, and just then a guest came in, so the two of them had no choice but to go and entertain him.

"Hehe, so adorably silly."

Sand Gold chuckled to himself, "Your wishes are wonderful, but unfortunately, I'm the wealth redistribution administrator, commonly known as a swindler."

He took out his phone and tapped repeatedly.

[I am the Dragon Lord. Upon my awakening, countless sums of money previously stored in the bank have been frozen. To unfreeze them, I need 3000 coins. I hope you can lend me a hand. I will reward you handsomely upon your assistance.]

He clicked "send to group," then put his phone away, got up, and left the coffee shop.

Once outside, he opened the car door and drove away.

"I spent 400 on car rental, and now I have 7600 left. Looks like I can make a big splash."

As they drove along the highway, Sand Gold's eyes remained fixed on the streets on both sides.

Suddenly, a white-haired woman appeared in his field of vision.

"This is... Shen He?"

As Shen He carried a stack of flyers and distributed them to passersby, Sha Jin's eyes narrowed.

"I'm going to get my revenge now for the prize that was taken from me last time."

Although Shen He and Su Ze are related, he is not afraid of Su Ze retaliating against him at all. After all, he is a fraudster by profession. You can't stop me from making business, can you?

I parked the car on the side of the road and rolled down the window.

"Miss Shen He, what a coincidence?"

"Hello."

His indifferent gaze swept over, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"What are you doing here?"

"work."

"Oh."

Shen He was incredibly taciturn; even Sha Jin didn't know how to start a conversation. He kept internally screaming, "Why don't you ask me why I drive? What do I do for a living? How am I supposed to begin my operation if you don't ask me anything?"

"You...is there something you need?"

"Um...I...um...do you have money?"

"Have."

"Then...can I borrow some? I need it urgently."

Since the topic couldn't be developed further, Sha Jin simply asked to borrow the money directly, saying that as long as he didn't pay it back, it would be considered that he had tricked Sha Jin.

After scanning the sand gold with his eyes for a moment and remaining silent, Shen He finally took out 100 yuan.

"Give."

“100…” Sand Gold was a little reluctant to accept it. He felt it wasn’t worth risking his reputation for 100 yuan: “I need at least 1000. Can you lend me some? Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back soon.”

"Oh."

He counted out 900 again and handed it to the gold dust.

"Thank you very much. I will reward you handsomely once the matter is settled."

Having taken the money, Sha Jin prepared to slip away. Talking with Shen He, he felt a growing sense of guilt for deceiving the naive young girl. Moreover, this feeling was intensifying; if he didn't leave soon, he feared he might even want to help her out himself.

As the car drove away, Shen He remained completely oblivious to the fact that he had been scammed, continuing to hand out flyers to passersby.

The roadside near the shopping mall.

Rakshasa sat dejectedly by the roadside, with a white cloth in front of him bearing several large characters.

I am a Rakshasa, and due to a sudden family crisis, I am unable to support myself and have not eaten for three days. I beg for the mercy of kind-hearted people...

Then came long, drawn-out complaints, basically emphasizing the word "miserable".

"Ugh..."

Seeing passersby stopping to stare curiously, Rakshasa felt extremely annoyed. "How can these people be so heartless? Don't they see how miserable I am? Aren't they going to give me anything?"

Why are they all pointing and whispering around me?

At that moment, Lei Dian, a city management officer, was patrolling the area and immediately spotted Luocha sitting in the corner, surrounded by a number of people pointing and whispering about him.

"Is...is this a beggar?"

She thought all professions were legitimate livelihoods; she never imagined there could be a profession like begging.

"Is it that bad?"

I cautiously approached, and almost collapsed when I saw what was written on the white sheet. The content was truly outrageous, absolutely eye-opening. The central message was simple: I'm miserable.

A gambling-addicted father, a sick mother, a younger sister in school, and a broken man... It all feels so familiar.

"Hehe, look what I've done to you."

This begging job is too easy. We have to ruin it. After all, Rakshasa isn't a player from Teyvat, and as a city management officer, I still have the right to manage these things.

But if she went up and chased them away, it would make her seem heartless.

Looking at the contents of the white cloth again, an idea began to form in my mind.

"You haven't eaten, are you hungry? I'll let you eat your fill."

I glanced around and saw a steamed bun shop not far away, so I walked over in a few steps.

"Do you have any steamed buns, boss?"

"some."

Give me a few.

Before long, Raiden returned to Rakshasa with a bag of steamed buns, and immediately stopped, his eyes filled with tears.

0Request flowers

"Poor thing, it hasn't eaten for three days... Here... eat it while it's hot."

A bag of steamed buns was handed to Rakshasa.

"Um...this..."

Rakshasa's face stiffened. It was embarrassing enough to run into an acquaintance while begging, and you actually bought me a steamed bun?

Do I want a steamed bun?!

But with so many people watching, he couldn't refuse. He had no choice but to reach out and take it.

"Thank you... kind person."

He said thank you, but Raiden could detect a hint of resentment in his voice.

"You're welcome, please eat quickly."

"Ah."

There was no other way but to pick up a steamed bun and start eating, and he couldn't chew slowly; he had to act like he hadn't eaten for three days.

"Slow down, have some water."

This action immediately won praise from the surrounding crowd. Who says urban management officers aren't human? Isn't this one a good example?

Only Rakshasa secretly groaned inwardly, wanting to tell these people that this woman had no good intentions.

After finishing some steamed buns, Luosha stood up, folded up the white cloth, and said, "Thank you so much, kind person. I will repay you in the future."

I have to leave. I can't stay here any longer. If I don't leave soon, who knows what kind of trouble Raiden will cause me. I thought Raiden's sister was alright in the movies I watched before.

The result is the same: they are both people who are not human.

"Hmm... Keep it up!"

Not wanting to argue with lightning any longer, Rakshasa pushed through the crowd and fled in panic.

"Hehe, you think you can escape?"

After waiting for a while, Raiden Shin returned to the steamed bun shop.

"Excuse me, could you give me a few more steamed buns?"

After many twists and turns, they arrived at a place with a large flow of people. Rakshasa found a corner, spread out a white cloth, and sat down.

Before long, another group of people gathered around.

He was lucky this time; someone actually gave him some change.

"Hmph, it's true what they say, 'A tree dies when it's moved, but a person thrives.'

I'm so happy, we've finally opened for business!

Just as he was feeling happy, a hand as white as a cloud appeared before him again, carrying a bag of steamed buns.

"Have you not eaten for three days...Here...Eat it while it's hot."

Rakshasa: "........."

Are you fucking sick?

If the situation hadn't prevented it, Rakshasa would have already gone on a rampage and killed everyone. This lightning looks so gentle, how could it be so wicked!

Are you trying to swell me up to death?! (Sound of a joke)

Chapter 351 Your sister is in trouble, send money quickly.

"You're so kind... really."

Rakshasa cried, "You've gone too far! It's steamed buns again! Can't you come up with something new?"

Moreover, this stuff is incredibly filling. I ate a whole bag of it before and still felt stuffed, but now I can't possibly eat anything.

"You're welcome, please eat quickly."

"Um...thank you."

After taking the steamed bun, Luocha got up and left. He was unlucky; he'd run into a lousy, leaky one. He decided to suspend business for the day.

"Hey, aren't you going to eat?"

"Um... my younger sister at home is still hungry, I'll take some back for her to eat too."

That was a good reason, leaving Raiden with no point of rebuttal. He could only watch as Sand Gold fled quickly with the steamed bun.

"Hmph, let's see if you can still affect the appearance of the city."

Having successfully dealt with the Rakshasa, Raiden was actually quite pleased with herself. The feeling of bullying others was really satisfying, and she felt like she was starting to like it.

The only pity was that Rakshasa was still clever and managed to come up with an excuse to escape.

He wondered to himself if he would eat the whole thing if he encountered a fool.

But then I thought, maybe only my sister could do these things.

"Oh, Miss Raiden."

Suddenly, Sand Gold's voice rang out from the side.

"You are... Mr. Sand Gold!"

In fact, she wasn't very familiar with the players, especially with the gold dust in front of her.

Seeing the latter dressed like a successful person, I was very curious.

"Mr. Gold Sands, what is your profession?"

"Oh, you trade stocks."

Now that you mention it, Lei Dian understands. It seems this guy has made a lot of money in the stock market.

His entire outfit looked more expensive than all his belongings.

"Miss Raiden, my phone is dead, could I borrow it?"

"Um...Okay."

Not knowing what Sand Gold was going to do, Lei handed the phone to Sand Gold.