"What three? Traveler, I'm telling you, I don't think it's because you gave me Sweet Madame that I'm forgiving you. I just feel there's no need to go this far, heh heh... So, when am I getting the Sweet Madame?"
Paimon's stubbornness was truly unheard of, unseen, and Lu Ze was gaining new insights. He never expected such a small creature to know so much.
"When will you get it? Hmm... We'll talk about it after I'm done with this. See how good I am to you, treating you to three of them."
Ying lightly petted Paimon's little head. At this moment, the uncle who had been sightseeing and walking behind them finally arrived. Standing beside him was a little girl with a medicine basket on her back.
This made Lu Ze miss Qiqi, the little zombie, even more. She was just too adorable, and she loved coconut milk. Who wouldn't like a child who could be coaxed away with a bottle of coconut milk?
"Sister Traveler, who is this?"
Yaoyao looked at Lu Ze with curiosity. She didn't recognize him, but she felt he looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before. But where could it be? She couldn't quite recall, considering how many things she had going on.
"This is Lu Ze, the owner of the Honkai Impact 3rd experience store. Don't you know? Honkai Impact 3rd is quite famous. It has a certain reputation in every country."
As a traveler, Ying was aware of this. Whether in Mondstadt, Liyue, or Inazuma, one could hear about Honkai Impact 3rd.
Its influence was far-reaching, and people were willing to spend money on it. It was truly incredible to think how this was achieved.
To have such influence in such a short time, let alone in the future.
"Honkai Impact 3rd experience store... Oh, Yaoyao has heard about it from Sister Ganyu, and I've passed by before. It seems quite famous, but I was a bit busy or didn't pay much attention, which is why I didn't know."
Yaoyao shook her head, looking at Lu Ze with a dazed expression.
Her classic twin buns, a large bell, and her clothes were all quite endearing. Even her large eyes sparkled.
"It's okay, it's okay, little Yaoyao. Happy Lantern Rite in advance. Here's a red envelope for you. As for how to use it? Just take it to the Northland Bank to redeem it."
Perhaps fearing Yaoyao wouldn't understand, Lu Ze explained it specifically.
Paimon took the opportunity to peek into the red envelope. She saw the paper stated 50,000 Mora and almost exclaimed.
That's 50,000! It was enough for her to eat countless snacks, ahaha... But why was it on paper? And she had to redeem it at the Northland Bank? It seemed she needed to find time to drag the Traveler along.
Ying also turned to look at the red envelope. After all, as a traveler, she didn't have much Mora and often survived on wild fruits and vegetables.
One could see how much money she had.
"200,000?"
Ying froze on the spot. This amount was enough for her expenses for quite some time, possibly even enough to reach the next country. If she saved a bit, there might even be some left.
Paimon also leaned in, and immediately became unhappy. Why did she get 200,000, and Paimon only 50,000? This was unfair!
But then she thought it was reasonable. This was wealth obtained out of the blue. How could she demand more?
That would be asking for trouble. The fact that they gave her a red envelope was out of goodwill; not giving one was their right. What grounds did she have to demand a certain amount?
"Ah... Is this for me? Yaoyao probably shouldn't accept it. After all, this is our first meeting, and giving Yaoyao such a big gift, Yaoyao will feel embarrassed."
Lu Ze was very fond of the polite little girl and reached out to pat her head, rubbing her small hand back and forth.
"Please don't... Yaoyao will get shy. Let Yaoyao go!"
Feeling the tickle on her head, Yaoyao directly begged to be let go. Hearing this, Lu Ze couldn't continue and released his hand.
"By the way, you haven't introduced yourselves yet. Who is this uncle?"
Lu Ze looked at the uncle in red clothes and a hat standing beside him, wearing a monocle and looking like a gentleman.
"Ah, are you referring to me? My name is Dvorak. I am a musician from Fontaine and one of the founders of the Red Route. However, I am currently promoting the Red Route in various countries and searching for answers from the past."
Lu Ze frowned. Searching for answers from the past? This sounded like a story. Could it be... another poignant love story?
"Oh, can you tell me about it? I'm quite interested in the answers you're looking for. Perhaps I can help?"
Dvorak's eyes lit up. Not many people were willing to help these days. The more people who could help, the better. It wouldn't be a waste of breath.
"It's like this. My ancestor, by chance, fell into the water. As he struggled desperately, he heard a piece of music. The beautiful melody directly captivated him.
Perhaps because it was too pleasant, he even forgot he was struggling in the water. When he came to his senses, he found himself inexplicably rescued ashore. However, the beautiful melody could no longer be heard.
When my ancestor returned home, he told others about it. The story spread farther and farther, becoming more and more embellished, eventually evolving into a touching tale. And I wish to find out who the person playing that melody was. Even if they are no longer in this world, even if only their descendants remain, I wish to meet them."
It was a perfect story, and Lu Ze couldn't help but clap his hands. How should he put it? Anyone who had such a miraculous encounter would probably boast about it for a lifetime.
"I see. I naturally believe that an ordinary person couldn't achieve such a feat. It's highly likely an adept. If so, perhaps you can still meet the person from that time."
This struck a chord, and Ying also clapped her hands. That's right.
Who else but an adept could rescue someone without them knowing? However, it wasn't certain yet, as the origin of the event might not even be here. After all, he himself didn't know.
His arrival in Liyue was entirely due to a gentle breeze and the guidance of a wine seller, which also contributed to the wine seller's income.
After all, one bottle probably cost thousands of Mora, what a sucker.