Original God, I, the prince of Liyue, do not want to inherit the throne

Chapter 308 He gave too much



Chapter 308 He gave too much

In the second time and space, in the continent of Teyvat, Mondstadt, Dawn Winery, in grandpa's room.

In front of a desk lit by candlelight, a red-haired young man with a ponytail and wearing a custom-made dress modified from a black suit, with an indifferent expression, stretched out his hand, grasped the letter in the claws of an eagle flying in from the window, opened it and began to read.

Diluk looked at the information in the letter in his hand with surprise, and couldn't help but touch his chin, thinking:

"Liyue's Hall of the Dead? I have heard of it. Judging from their actions and words, they are indeed here to expand their business. It seems that the West Wind Church will have a headache. After all, funeral services are one of their few high-value sources of funds. If a part of their profits are taken away or even surpassed, they will not be able to fully accept it."

"That's really interesting. The Fatui of Winter just came to Mondstadt for diplomacy, and right after that, the Hall of the Dead came to Liyue to do business. If the two met and had a conflict, it would be a good show."

At this moment, the door of the room was opened, and a young man with dark blue hair, wearing a black eye mask and dressed in black, blue and white, walked into the room with steady steps, with a hint of interest in his raised mouth.

"Why did you come in without knocking? Have you forgotten all the etiquette of the Knights Templar, Captain of the Cavalry, Mr. Kaia?"

"Hey, don't be so formal, Diluk. I apologize for not knocking on the door. After all, this was once my home."

"Okay, what are you doing here this time? I don't believe you would come to me for something as boring as that."

Diluk looked at his grinning brother in front of him with some impatience. He knew exactly what this guy was thinking, but he went straight to the point and told him to speak quickly and stop wasting time.

"Alright, alright. I won't keep you in suspense. The Knights have already dealt with the tough policy against the Fatui on the surface, but the guys in the dark are trying to make some small moves. I need you to handle it."

"Oh, the people in the Knights have become so corrupt that all the secret affairs have to be solved by outsiders like me."

Kaeya ignored Diluk's sarcasm and said nonchalantly:

"Alas, Qin's working style is well known to you and me. It is more appropriate for you to handle this kind of secret work.

Moreover, there are two executive officers coming this time, and the one codenamed Doctor is quite dangerous. If you don’t have someone on your side, it will be difficult to deal with him.”

Kaeya had finished speaking, and Diluk shook his head helplessly, then said with a serious expression:

"Keep an eye on them, and have the Knights pay attention to the people in the Hall of Rebirth. Make sure your joke doesn't come true. Otherwise, it won't just be a conflict between the two countries, but a diplomatic issue between the three countries."

"Don't you know me well enough? Don't worry. Even if there is a conflict between the two sides, the Fatui will not end up well."

"So, you are confident in the people of Wangsheng Hall?"

"I can't say I'm confident, but I have a feeling that if the Fatui run into them, nothing good will happen."

Putting down the letter in his hand, Diluk looked up at the night view outside the window. The bright moonlight cast a faint silver light, painting the farmland and houses outside the manor with a touch of silver-gray tranquility.

"Okay, go do your thing first."

Seeing Diluk's direct order to leave, Kaeya had no choice but to turn around and leave, leaving an intelligence book on the desk before leaving.

……

At this moment, at a river in a forest clearing some distance away from the Dawn Winery, warm firelight covered the tents that had been set up around. The carriages on the road in the distance had already stopped and the horses had fallen into a deep sleep, leaving only the people coming and going between the tents, lunch boxes in hand, starting their dinner.

Ye Li was sitting alone on a branch of a big tree somewhere in the open space. The empty lunch box in his hand proved that he had not wasted a single grain of food. He was lazily shrouded in the moonlight.

At this moment, the five few female employees of Wangsheng Hall stared at the handsome figure on the tree and couldn't help swallowing their saliva, but because of their modesty as ladies and the basic qualities of employees, they did not disturb Ye Li's rest.

This scene seemed extremely normal to other male employees. Anyway, Ye Li was very aware of the sense of distance and basically did not say much to the female employees.

At this moment, Ye Li, who seemed lazy on the tree, squinted his eyes to conserve his energy. In fact, he was talking to Gui Zhong on the other side of the inner world about the things on Xumi.

"I understand the basic situation. After I finish my business in Mond, I will go to Xumi to check the situation. It won't be a problem to switch packages if there is a chance."

"Another Morax is already investigating. I'm sure there will be results soon. You don't have to be so anxious."

"Got it, Mom. I'll block the sound here for now."

"Well, take good care of yourself. Buyer is already making preparations. It will depend on you two whether the one-way ticket can be turned into a round-trip ticket."

Hearing the caring and smiling voice in his ear, Ye Li's eyes flashed with a golden light, and his gaze was cast into the world of inner heaven and earth, from which he saw a figure working hard.

After cutting off the voice communication, Ye Li stood up and landed under a tree. He handed the clean lunch box in his hand to the employee of Wangsheng Hall who was in charge of hygiene, and then went to the tent to prepare various props and equipment needed for the business.

……

Xumi, Omos Port, at the restaurant at the port.

A handsome young man with blond hair looked at the steady man in front of him and said nervously:

"Well, Mr. Zhongli, I don't think I heard clearly how many Moras you said would be used to build the branch church."

"From a common sense perspective, my design price of 500 million Mora should be very affordable. Is there something wrong with it, Mr. Kavi?"

"No, no, no, Mr. Zhongli's price estimate is very appropriate. Both the location and conditions for the selection are first-rate. However, one of the conditions may require the approval of the Great Sage before it can be implemented."

Kavi was so confused. He thought the order he received this time was good and easy, and he might even be able to show off in front of some weak academic, but the result was really disappointing.

All other aspects were fine, except for the last proposal to meet with the God of Grass, which was really difficult for him to handle. This job was a hot potato to take on.

Kavi now regrets not asking the weak academic roommate to come along, maybe he could give him some advice. Now all the pressure is on himself.

Zhongli looked at the somewhat nervous young man in front of him and said calmly and gently:

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Kavi. Although my final condition is a bit abrupt, it is in accordance with the ancestral process of our Wangsheng Hall."

"Mr. Zhongli, since you've said that, I'll try my method and see if my friend can do it."

In the end, Kavi signed the contract for the sake of the subsequent payment of 10 million Mora. This money was one of the biggest payments for his debt repayment. After all, he gave too much and it was impossible for him to let it go.

As for how the profits are divided between the two parties, naturally Mr. Kavi will take the lion's share of 9%, while some weak academic will only get 1%. Think about it, it is a perfect and fair division.

Feeling refreshed in his mind, Kavi picked up the void terminal that Zhongli had asked him to take off before the conversation began, put it on his ear, and immediately contacted his roommate, Elhaisen, who was giving him a headache.

On the other side, a gray-haired young man in the library of Xumi Ordination Academy sneezed. He frowned with a stern face, closed the book, picked up the void terminal placed in front of the desk next to him, and looked at the familiar light on it. He knew in his heart that someone wanted him to clean up the mess.


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