"Captain Beidou, you're far too modest. The leader of The Crux Fleet isn't a role that some mere martial artist could fill."
Yun Jin's words made everyone present nod in agreement. Beidou might not have had much schooling, but someone who could become the leader of such a vast fleet was naturally no ordinary person. Martial strength was only one side of Beidou. After all, brute force alone was not enough to command a fleet well.
"Beidou says that, but she still came willingly, didn't she?" Although Beidou and Ningguang often bickered, ordinary people would never know just how tacit their relationship was.
"Well, she is the Tianquan, after all. If she couldn't even order around a little captain like me, how embarrassing would that be if word got out?"
That was the truth. In the eyes of most people in Liyue, Beidou was Ningguang's subordinate. They would never believe the two of them were good friends.
"You really do know how to think on Ningguang's behalf."
"Haha, all right, enough about that. How has your browsing been? Seen anything you like? I'll pay."
"No need, really. We only came to take a look." Lumine immediately shook her head and refused. She did not have much interest in antiques, and Paimon likewise had no interest in antiques. No, more accurately, she was interested in valuable antiques—provided those antiques belonged to her.
"You're all here." Just as the group was chatting, Zhongli and Guizhong walked over.
"Mr. Zhongli. Miss Guizhong." Beidou and Yun Jin immediately greeted the two of them.
"You seemed to be chatting happily just now. Did something catch your eye?" Zhongli spoke first.
"Not yet. There are too many things here. It's making my eyes blur," Beidou said with a smile.
"I did see a rather interesting painting,"