After finishing their discussion of business, Yelan and Yucheng left Yanshang Teahouse one after the other.
Someone was trying to murder members of the Liyue Qixing. Naturally, Ningguang had to be informed of something this serious. And if the information was true, the problem was far more severe: it might even involve the backgrounds of candidates to succeed the Qixing. They absolutely could not sit back and ignore it.
As for Yucheng, he strolled happily through the streets of Liyue Harbor. A peaceful, harmonious city so full of everyday life left this wandering drifter feeling utterly at ease.
In Inazuma, nights would never have been this lively. Even if there was any entertainment, it belonged to the nobles, not the commoners, who could not bear to waste a few candles at night.
Working at sunrise and resting at sunset-that was the daily routine of Inazuma's common people.
That was also why the people of Inazuma loved celebrations, festivals, and similar events so much: these activities offered them rare opportunities for entertainment and nightlife.
Just as Yucheng was about to head back to the Inazuma Embassy, he suddenly heard a very distinctive voice.
"Old Zhong, Second Uncle Zhong, would either of you care to explain why the bills delivered today add up to so much more than usual? Where did you two go splurging this time?"
"Please calm down, Director. We brothers merely did what we always do: sampled tea, listened to storytelling, admired paintings, and had a simple meal at Third-Round Knockout. Oh, yes, we also went to Xigu Antiques today and ordered a set of drinking vessels and a tea set."
Xigu Antiques was an antique shop in Liyue. An antique shop-those who knew, knew. No sales for three years, then one sale fed you for three years. Everything