Zhongli: I'm fighting the adepti of Liyue? Seriously?

It's different when it comes to her; after all, no one in Liyue dares to mess with her.

"Are your guest advisors very valuable? Only 100,000? Do you want them or not?"

"Yes! Then just give me 110,000 Mora."

"How come there's an extra ten thousand?"

"You're going to pay me back! You're not trying to renege on your debt, are you?"

"Here you go! Okay, here you go, isn't that enough? Seriously, are you a reincarnation of the god of poverty?"

"Great! Zhongli is all yours now. Do as you please, don't stand on ceremony with me."

Seeing Mo Wang give her 110,000 Mora, Hu Tao beamed with joy.

At that moment, Zhongli, who was drinking tea in the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, suddenly shuddered.

"I have a bad feeling about this."

At this moment, Zhongli looked at the tea in her hand and wondered why she felt so unhappy.

Honestly, Zhongli is only unaware of this now. If he knew that his own master had sold him out for 100,000 Mora, he would probably be furious.

Zhongli: What do you mean? A Adepti being gets beaten up and gets two million? I, the mighty Zhongli, am only worth one hundred thousand? No, you're going to use one hundred thousand to make me beat up my old subordinate? Have some decency!

Chapter 362 Zhongli: I'm going to fight the Liyue Adepti? Really?

Seeing Director Hu beaming with joy after receiving 100,000 Mora, Mo Wang was also overjoyed.

For just 100,000 yuan, they managed to hire Zhongli, the strongest of the Seven Archons. That's a real steal.

Of course, if you put Mondstadt there, let alone 100,000 Mora, you can probably trick a Wind God into doing things for you with just 1,000 Mora.

However, given that Venti is a master of slacking off, he will most likely choose to slack off directly, Mo Wang won't say anything.

But Zhongli isn't as shameless as Venti.

While the young Childe may take kickbacks, Zhongli is a man of action.

After all, what kind of Archon is he? A contracted Archon!

Once you've signed a contract with this person, Mo Wang have to worry about them not putting in any effort.

Even if he doesn't actually put in any effort, it would be quite interesting to Zhongli there and watch his subordinates get beaten up, wouldn't it?

Besides, to be fair, Old Zhong practically raised Hu Tao like a granddaughter. Even if he didn't want to go, he still had to hold back and not Mo Wang past with him.

Damn it, Zhongli schemed so much, trying to use everyone as pawns, but in the end he just sat at home drinking tea like a king.

He Mo Wang to prevent this guy from making a mess of things; otherwise, he wouldn't be Mo Wang!

Zhongli, still in the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, couldn't figure out where the palpitation he had just felt came from.

After all, he was the oldest and strongest god among the Seven Archons.

Normally, when Heavenly Principles is not on his side, he ignores all those in power.

Who could be so strange to him?

"Mr. Zhongli! We're back!"

Just then, Hu Tao's voice came from the doorway.

Zhongli's ears twitched, and he immediately saw Hu Tao looking excited, as well as... the blond-haired man and his henchmen following behind.

To be honest, when Zhongli saw the blond-haired man, Zhongli a very bad feeling.

Yes, he can ignore everyone except for the Heavenly Principles.

But Huang Mao, who is an exception, is a different story.

To be honest, Zhongli really couldn't do anything about this Outside the Heavens.

Every Abyssal Traveler comes to Teyvat is a master of causing trouble.

Every visit brings an unexpected 'surprise' to Teyvat.

Especially when he saw this blond guy as a ticking time bomb, he was even more uncertain.

Zhongli was 99% certain that this blond guy already knew his identity.

This person probably came looking for me on purpose.

Despite the alarm bells ringing in his mind, Zhongli remained calm and composed.

"Director Hu, why have you become so happy in less than an Tokiomi? Could it be that this young man has finally paid back his money?"

Zhongli looked at Hu Tao in front of him with a calm expression, unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

"Hehehe, Mr. Zhongli, this is not only about repaying the money, but I also helped our Wangsheng Funeral Parlor get a big order."

When Zhongli asked her that question, Hu Tao's face lit up with a huge smile.

"Oh? A big deal?"

Zhongli raised his head without making a sound.

What kind of big business could the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor have? Did a large number of people die, or did Liyue Qixing perish?

"That's right! A full 100,000 Mora!"

"That's equivalent to several months of our business, so tell me if it's big or not!"

"Mr. Zhongli, we're finally rich!"

Hu Tao shook the bag in her hand, and the crisp clanging of the Mora inside made Hu Tao feel particularly happy.

"One hundred thousand Mora?"

Zhongli was slightly surprised.

He looked at the blond-haired man behind him with great confusion, feeling something was amiss.

Wasn't this person just now reluctant to give away even 10,000 Mora? How come they suddenly gave away 100,000 Mora?

What's wrong? Did you suddenly change your mind?

"100,000 Mora is quite a lot, but I wonder what kind of job it is?"

Zhongli sensed that things were not going well.

But he still maintained that calm and collected demeanor.

Zhongli is like this.

As a god who has lived for thousands of Millennium, what hasn't he seen?

He also didn't believe that Mo Wang 100,000 Mora could accomplish anything significant.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's Mo Wang is planning to wipe out all the Adepti in Liyue. He's thinking of hiring you to go with him."

"Perfect timing, our Rite of Descension can be held together, right? To be honest, sending so many Adepti at once, I'm probably the most powerful hall master in the history of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, right?"

Zhongli:??? What the heck?

No, what did you just say?

I'm getting old, so I didn't hear you very well.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It was clearly Ningguang who told me to beat up the Five Yakshas and then bring them here to participate in the Rite of Descension."

"Don't spread rumors, okay? Kill them all, that's a different price."

At this moment, Mo Wang looked at Hu Tao with a look of disgust.

What nonsense are you talking about? One hundred million Mora and ten million Mora are two different prices, okay?

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I only remember what happened before."

"But it's good to give them a beating, after all, sending away so many Adepti at once is a troublesome matter."

Hu Tao quickly apologized.

Zhongli:? What the heck? What happened while you guys were out there?

Tell me, what does it mean to beat up Adepti and then tie them up to participate in the Rite of Descension?

They even want me to go?

Wait, what on earth is the current Liyue Qixing thinking?!

Zhongli was completely dumbfounded.

Although he looks like he's sitting there without any expression right now.

But in reality, he felt like his brain was about to catch fire.

To be fair, Zhongli's original plan was to use the Childe to release the troublemaker Abyssal Lord.

He eliminated the opponent with a single move, while simultaneously bridging the gap between Adepti and humans.

Now look what's happened! Liyue Qixing spent a fortune to hire Yellow Hair to take care of things.

Also, why did I have to follow Huang Mao when he made his move?

If the Adepti found out, wouldn't Zhongli have any shame left?

If word gets out, what will people think?

What? The Emperor faked his death to hold his own funeral? And then had people beat up the Five Yakshas and forcibly drag him over to attend?

When Zhongli thought of the expressions on the faces of Adepti immortals, his heart, which could remain calm no matter what, suddenly turned cold.

He thought he had seen all sorts of tricks, but this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it.

Is this what the Abyssal Traveler are like? They're sure to cause trouble.

Zhongli raised his teacup with trembling hands and looked at Hu Tao, who was still excited.

He was utterly exhausted at this moment.

"Director Hu, you did this for just 100,000 Mora?"

Zhongli looked at the still excited Hu Tao and really wanted to complain.

What if you had asked for more? At least a million Mora!

Cough cough cough, which means Zhongli doesn't know right now.

The price for just one beating of the Five Yakshas is as high as three million Mora.

Otherwise, he might have been so angry that he would have turned back into a martial god on the spot.

"100,000 Mora is more than enough, isn't it!"

"Even if we encounter the most wealthy family holding a funeral, and they spend a lot of money to hire us, it's still only about this price, okay?"

"This is already the highest standard for our Wangsheng Funeral Parlor."

At this moment, Hu Tao looked at Zhongli with a serious expression.

Zhongli couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Yes, 100,000 Mora is quite a lot for Hu Tao.

In reality, most of the time, Wangsheng Funeral Parlor is actually doing business at a loss.

Let's put it this way: the reputation that Wangsheng Funeral Parlor has built up in Liyue over the years, plus its unique and prestigious brand.

Even if they want to raise prices, it's perfectly understandable.

In reality, most of the time, the funerals held at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and the items sold only earn them a small fee for the labor.

The sheer number of people in Liyue, and the fact that Hu Tao still has to constantly find business in such a prime location in Liyue Harbor, speaks volumes.

For Hu Tao, 100,000 Mora is a top-tier deal.

But Morax isn't like that!

Just think about who Morax is? The creator of Mora, the guardian deity of Liyue, the head of all the immortals, the strongest deity...

So you sold him for 100,000 Mora?

To be honest, in Zhongli's opinion, Mo Wang might have agreed to even a price of 50,000 Mora, let alone 100,000 Mora.

Honestly, it's a good thing Mo Wang didn't offer 50,000, otherwise he doesn't know what would have happened to him.