Jiang Xiaofeng paid no attention to the dozing Millelith soldier, nor did he soothe the general store owner's nerves.
He headed straight toward Wanmin Restaurant.
As he walked, he bit into his tomato.
Jiang Xiaofeng began thinking about making some Mora.
Becoming an adventurer was the easiest way, but were there any other ways to earn Mora...
Lost in thought, Jiang Xiaofeng arrived outside Wanmin Restaurant.
Yes, just as expected.
Wanmin Restaurant couldn't possibly be nothing but a kitchen. Sure enough, there was a place to eat.
Couldn't they make the game a little more realistic?
Was I really that short on storage space?
Actually, I was...
Jiang Xiaofeng stopped thinking and entered Wanmin Restaurant.
Master Mao was at the front counter, with the dining area in the back.
"Come try..."
Master Mao made the same sounds as Dongsheng.
He spoke, faltered, and shut his mouth.
There was no helping it. The Beheaded's appearance wasn't something ordinary people could accept.
Perhaps he would only have a chance to change this head once he obtained the King skin.
Jiang Xiaofeng spoke.
"One Teyvat fried egg, two chicken-mushroom skewers, and a fisherman's toast."
I don't have much Mora left. I'd better make it last...
"Right, right..."
Master Mao shut his mouth, then turned and called toward the back, "Xiangling! One Teyvat fried egg, two chicken-mushroom skewers, and one fisherman's toast!"
"All right, coming right up!"
A lively young girl's voice rang out, brimming with youthful energy.
"Just pack it up when it's ready. I'll come back for it later. I'm going out for a stroll."
Jiang Xiaofeng paid and spoke to Master Mao.
"Of course. Take care, sir..."
Master Mao nodded and bowed, wishing Jiang Xiaofeng would hurry up and leave.
"Heh."
Jiang Xiaofeng turned and left Wanmin Restaurant.
Meanwhile...
"Xingqiu, stop for a moment."
A boy dressed entirely in pale blue spoke to the pretty figure before him, blocking the boiled black-back bass he kept pushing toward him.
"What's wrong? Is something happening?"
Seeing Chongyun's somewhat serious expression, the handsome blue-haired boy stopped fooling around.
"Yes, there's a dangerous presence nearby."
"My Pure Yang Constitution can sense it."
"I don't know whether it's an evil spirit..."
Before he could finish, Xingqiu grabbed Chongyun and ran out of Wanmin Restaurant.
"Oh, Young Master Xingqiu, Young Master Chongyun, you've finished eating already!"
Master Mao spotted the two boys at once and called out.
"Master Mao, sorry for the trouble, but please leave the dishes on our table. We haven't finished yet. Chongyun and I have something important to do..."
Just as Xingqiu finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and ran over to Master Mao.
"Master Mao, have you seen anyone unusual nearby?"
Chongyun had been about to pull Xingqiu along to hurry and locate the evil spirit, but quieted down when he heard this.
That was true. After all, Master Mao had been at the counter the whole time, so he ought to have noticed any activity outside.
"Anyone unusual... oh, yes, a strange man did come here to buy food. He went that way..."
As he spoke, Master Mao pointed toward the center of Liyue Harbor.
"Thanks, Master Mao! We'll come thank you properly another day!"
With that, Xingqiu pulled Chongyun away from Wanmin Restaurant.
"Ah..."
Master Mao had wanted to add, "He didn't look like a bad person," but didn't say it.
Who could guarantee he really wasn't a bad person?
"Huh? Dad, what are Chongyun and Xingqiu off to do?"
The young Xiangling was now carrying a wooden tray with the food Jiang Xiaofeng had ordered on it.
"Oh, they've gone after the person who ordered the food you're holding."
Master Mao explained calmly.
"Huh? Do they know each other? Then this food..."
Master Mao wanted to tell Xiangling there was no need to save it, since the customer might not be coming back, but changed his words just as they reached his lips.
"Why don't you go take a look, Xiangling? You can give that person his food while you're at it."
"Sure!"
Xiangling agreed eagerly.
"Guoba! Let's go!"
Xiangling turned and called into the kitchen.
"Lu, lu."
A little raccoon somersaulted out of the kitchen and came up to Xiangling.
"That fellow's appearance... blah, blah..."
Master Mao told Xiangling what Jiang Xiaofeng looked like, and she left with Guoba.
Normally, Xiangling wouldn't have been this free, but it wasn't mealtime, after all, and there weren't many people coming to Wanmin Restaurant to eat. Otherwise, Xiangling would never have passed up an opportunity to cook.
Master Mao watched Xiangling leave, then returned inside.
"Everything should be fine..."
And what about our protagonist? He had already made a circuit of Liyue Harbor at tremendous speed, leaving an impression on quite a few passersby.
Jiang Xiaofeng, now in a foul mood, stood outside the Yanshang Teahouse.
I was curious about what this place was back when I played the game in my previous life. Should I go in and take a look...
Jiang Xiaofeng approached the attendant.
The attendant paid no attention to Jiang Xiaofeng's appearance and said outright, "This is the Yanshang Teahouse."
"Since you've come, you know what to expect, right? How much money did you bring?"
"?"
While this hadn't been much of an issue in the game, being spoken to like this in reality... really made him feel even worse.
"Three thousand Mora."
Jiang Xiaofeng played along, intending to see what this fellow was up to.
"That's it? You came to the Yanshang Teahouse with that little Mora?"
"A greenhorn like you shouldn't come here for amusement. If you've got time to spare, go listen to an opera or play some chess instead."
"Coming here with that little Mora, you're probably looking for trouble. Our business won't gain anything with you or lose anything without you."
"...Get going. If you don't leave, I'll have the bodyguards 'show you out.'"
"..."
Jiang Xiaofeng was still bewildered when he walked away from the entrance to the Yanshang Teahouse.
"Did I just get looked down on?"
"So this really is a gambling den?"
"This guy's attitude... isn't he far too arrogant..."
While Jiang Xiaofeng was thinking, several Millelith soldiers were drawing closer.
"Sir."
Jiang Xiaofeng came to his senses and paused.
What did these guys want?
The Millelith gate guard who had been dozing in broad daylight earlier stood watching nearby.
"If I hadn't pretended to doze off, how would this fellow have felt safe enough to leave and let me report him..."
The Millelith soldier still felt lingering fear.
After all, Jiang Xiaofeng didn't look like a good person. No, he didn't look human at all. How could he have stopped him alone?
"Sir, please answer my questions truthfully."
The Millelith soldier in front of Jiang Xiaofeng spoke sternly.
"Then ask already..."
Jiang Xiaofeng muttered.
"What?"
"Nothing. Go ahead and ask."
"Who are you, where did you come from, and what is your purpose in coming to Liyue Harbor? Please answer truthfully."
"I'm just an ordinary person. I came from the Chasm, and I'm here in Liyue Harbor to find work. Will that answer do?"
Jiang Xiaofeng felt his temper suddenly growing a little restless. All he wanted right now was to tear down this teahouse.
The Millelith soldiers conferred quietly, then their leader said sternly, "Sorry, sir, but you'll have to come with us."
"?"
"I haven't done anything, have I? You're just going to take me away?"
"Don't give me anything about preventing trouble before it happens. Do innocent people have to be wronged too?"
"Besides, my food isn't ready yet. If I go with you, what happens to my food?"
Jiang Xiaofeng was getting a little angry.
"Sorry. Once we've confirmed there's no issue with your identity, we'll let you leave."