Just One Hundred-It's Yours (Continued)

Venti's eye twitched.

"You're learning from Anqi way too fast!"

"How dare you! Is 'Anqi' something you should call her? You should call her Boss An!"

"..."

The one who blindly defended Anqi wasn't Ying, but Paimon, who was eavesdropping, and he stood tall and arrogant.

However, Venti and Ying are used to it. That's just how Paimon is; once she finds a backer, she starts to Paimon power. But you don't need to doubt that she has any bad intentions; she doesn't have that kind of brain. She's just showing off for no reason.

"Paimon, there's a grilled fish over there. Go and enjoy it."

"Okay."

The white floating spirit went to compete with the grilled fish.

Ying then stared intently at Venti.

"You're someone who's at least... well, my gut feeling tells me you might know something."

"Uh, my friend, don't you think God of Wind definitely knows more than I do?"

"That's how it is in theory, but it seems like she has some restrictions, so I didn't press her for details."

"So you can't bear to pressure her, so you've come to pressure me instead, is that it?"

Venti pointed to herself with an innocent look on her face.

Ying nodded decisively.

Venti gulped down her glass, then asked the bartender for a refill before saying in a serious tone:

"It's not that I don't want to talk about this, but you can't say it like this, right? I know you're anxious, but others are too, so don't rush into it. I think you need to consider the actual situation. You need to know..."

"Stop! I understand, goodbye, you pay now."

Ying raised her hand to stop the old fox from using his powers, knowing that this approach was a dead end. So she finished her drink expressionlessly and put down her glass.

Then, she mentioned Paimon, who had just finished eating fish, and said she was going home to hug Anqi.

Paimon patted his belly and waved happily at Venti:

"Venti, thank you for the fish!"

"Sure, sure, see you next time."

Bye-bye~~

After eating someone else's food, Paimon's mouth immediately became sweet.

Ying was speechless for a moment, then glanced at Mora she hadn't taken back earlier.

Venti swiftly stuffed the Mora bag into her pocket and gave Ying a kind, innocent smile.

"Anyway, it's only a hundred yuan, the rest is all stones. It's not even worth as much as that plate of grilled fish, so I'll give it to you."

"One hundred is fine too."

Venti smacked her lips, then quickly continued drinking, seemingly unconcerned.

The duel between two veterans is a battle of wits between two masters, and neither of them cares about saving face.

Ying smiled and walked out with Paimon in her arms. Just before leaving, she caught a glimpse of a strange but very different face.

"An eye patch? And star patterns in the eyes? Is she related to Kaeya?"

With a hint of surprise, Ying left the tavern.