Once they had a lead on the mastermind behind Wanmin Restaurant's little problem, there was no need for the Traveler or Zhongli to intervene. Tartaglia single-handedly took down the organizations selling extraterrestrial spine stone.
Even the man pulling the strings behind the scenes couldn't escape a beating from Childe. Afterward, Tartaglia pulled out the phone the Traveler had thrust into his hands, held the man's head down, and made him turn himself in to the FBI.
Everything went very smoothly, apart from the payment demands that kept pouring into Lin Ze's hands.
"Phew..."
No, I can't keep this up.
Embarrassing as it was, he had no choice but to ask for help.
Many of the bills raining down like snowflakes would soon be overdue. Lin Ze didn't even dare imagine the interest that would follow. He had to settle this before Xiangling and the others came out of the teapot.
In a situation like this, he absolutely, positively had to go to Tony.
"Hmm... if I remember correctly, Mr. Tony said he was in Nepal?"
Zhongli had changed into a modernized Chinese-style outfit. As he straightened his cuffs and the hem, he casually asked Lin Ze.
"That's right. He's in Nepal."
Lin Ze answered.
"Zhongli, Tony asked you before whether you wanted to go to Nepal with Qiqi, and you turned him down. Don't you remember?"
Paimon reminded him.
"Ha, of course I remember. But the time wasn't right then. Now that I'm accompanying the Traveler to Nepal, I can take the opportunity to fulfill a contract I made with someone."
Zhongli explained with a soft chuckle.
Lin Ze and Paimon exchanged glances, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes.
"A contract?"
"Indeed. Before meeting the Traveler, I encountered a mage and made a contract with her to pay a