Chapter 37

"Cough, cough..."

Tartaglia, pale as paper, coughed continuously, with quite a bit of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He said very weakly: "The Geo Archon was assassinated, the first to be suspected must be us, the Fatui..."

"Heh, I suppose you also know that our Fatui's reputation isn't very good... The Qixing will inevitably target us, so I temporarily prepared to drag you into the water, and then shift the Qixing's gaze to the Abyss Order. The Fatui will not be squeezed out too much if we keep a low profile for a while. When the truth comes to light, the suspicion will naturally be cleared."

"Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Tartaglia, released by Gu Chen, sat on the ground, covering the wound on his waist and panting heavily. This was the first time he had been so close to death!

"How did you know the Geo Archon would fall at the Rite of Descension, and why did you happen to prepare this set of clothes?"

Gu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, the tip of the silver-white spear already pressed against Tartaglia's neck. A thin line of blood appeared, making Tartaglia tense up.

He answered immediately: "This is some internal intelligence of the Fatui. The Geo Archon is the most ancient god, the Fatui don't have the ability to assassinate him, but we just heard news that the Geo Archon might fall at the Rite of Descension, so we made some preparations. I didn't expect... he actually fell!"

Tartaglia himself felt it was unbelievable.

Seeing that his expression didn't seem fake, Gu Chen withdrew his spear, his expression cold: "You'd better surrender now and clear our suspicion. Being framed for no reason, not killing you is just because the situation isn't quite suitable."

"Haha, then I'll thank you for your mercy."

Tartaglia forced a laugh, then continued: "I'm very sorry, even if I go to surrender now, they will lock me up for a long, long time to investigate the truth, and incidentally target the Fatui's arrangements in Liyue."

"So, I can't shake off this scapegoat?"

Gu Chen frowned.

"Then what should we do?" Paimon scratched her head, feeling very troubled.

"There is a way!"

Tartaglia, while stopping his own bleeding, said: "I have a Sigil of Permission here. You can use this thing to find the Adepti to help you clear your suspicion!"