"International business? What do you mean?"
It was clearly Hu Tao's first time hearing the term too, and she was utterly confused. Could the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor conduct funerals abroad? She instinctively looked toward Zhongli, her knowledgeable consultant, but Zhongli shook his head as well, not knowing what Yucheng meant.
Yucheng explained, "Here's the situation. First, let me describe Inazuma's current circumstances. Over nearly the past two years, a Fatui conspiracy plunged Inazuma into a very serious war. That war alone left more than a hundred thousand Inazuman soldiers and civilians dead or wounded."
"More than a hundred thousand!"
Hu Tao was clearly startled by that number. These were human lives, not some other animals. Since taking over the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, she had only handled a thousand or so funerals. She could not begin to imagine how horrifying that number was.
Zhongli's expression also turned extremely grim upon hearing that number. As a god who loved humanity, he found it somewhat difficult to accept even though those who had died were not the people of Liyue. At the same time, he could not quite understand that colleague of his. How had she stood by and watched more than a hundred thousand people die or suffer injuries within Inazuma's borders?
"That's right, and those are only the official figures recorded by the Shogunate. Some cases still can't be verified, so the actual casualties are likely even higher. Mr. Zhongli, have you ever heard of a plant called dendrobium?"
"Dendrobium... I have heard of it. It seems to be a vibrant, endangered plant unique to Inazuma, named for the vivid blood-red color of its petals and leaves. Rumor has it that this plant is nourished with blood, and the bloodier and more brutal the battlefield, the more profusely and brilliantly it