Chapter 107

"Until later, the Geo Archon appeared, and the three gods hit it off, deciding to sweep the wilderness and open up a constant paradise for humanity."

"For this reason, the three gods moved their people to Guili Plains, which is the place of Guili Assembly today."

"Its name is crowned with the names of the two gods, and Liyue was bestowed by the Archon."

Tian Tiezu spoke smoothly, seeing that more and more people were listening to the story, and even the second young master of the Feiyun Commerce Guild was fascinated.

He was secretly satisfied; his marketplace culture was no worse than that elegant Heyu Tea House.

However, when he reached this point, he heard a rebuttal from below.

"The three gods weren't so easy to talk to back then, easily joining together. If it weren't for a great battle, Morax wouldn't have admitted to joining."

Tian Tiezu frowned and looked up.

He saw a young man with a demonic appearance; at first glance, he was just incredibly handsome.

But as the time of attention lengthened, a terrifying sense of coldness suddenly struck his heart, and he had already broken out in a cold sweat without noticing.

"May I ask who this is?"

Not daring to be negligent, he knew the other party was unusual and asked for his identity respectfully.

"Just a tourist. Listening to you tell some old stories, although they are not wrong, there are omissions in the details, so I will point them out."

Luo Li spat out a sentence lightly: "At that time, the Geo Archon and the Luo... cough, the God of Luo fought, and it was a draw. Afterward, they agreed to fight again after clearing the world, and the winner would ascend to the throne."

Xingqiu listened and suddenly realized, then said: "So that's it, the three gods were both enemies and friends, but the one who ascended to the throne later was the Archon, then the other two?"

Tian Tiezu was quick-witted and blurted out.

"Needless to say, they naturally lost to the Archon and disappeared into history."

Most people nodded.

Their respect and confidence in the Archon had long been branded in their bones; this trust came from more than three thousand years of walking with the god.

Luo Li just smiled faintly and did not refute.

At that time, Guizhong died, the Archon War ended, and he, who had no interest in the throne, had no nostalgia for Liyue, so he took the initiative to leave during the migration.

Compared to the approval of most people, Xingqiu didn't think so.

He stared at Luo Li, feeling that this person was mostly a hermit.

A person's temperament and style cannot be faked.

And to know such ancient secrets so clearly, could it be an immortal walking in the mortal world?!

As his thoughts turned, he made up his mind and walked up, bowing slightly.

"I am Xingqiu. May I ask how to address you, sir?"

"Luo Li."

Xingqiu smiled: "So it is Mr. Luo Li. I wonder if you have any free time? I am quite interested in ancient events. Why don't we hold a banquet later and let me ask for advice?"

Looking at the sky, Luo Li shook his head and refused.

"I have an appointment later. If we are destined, we will meet again later."

Seeing that the storyteller was thanking people for leaving, Luo Li whispered a few words to Raiden Makoto beside him, and left with the unfulfilled Eula and Noelle, leaving a few Mora behind.

Watching the youth who looked like an immortal go away, until his back disappeared, Xingqiu felt very regretful.

"I often hear that most hermits in books are like this. It's a pity I couldn't ask for advice this time. I don't know if I'll have the chance to meet again next time."

Fate cannot be forced. Xingqiu, who was open-minded by nature, had to hide his regret in his heart, looking forward to the day they would meet again.

With a sigh, he walked toward Feiyun Slope.

Halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed instantly.

"Oh no!"

Regardless of the surprised looks of others, he accelerated and ran toward the Wanwen Bookhouse.

A quarter of an hour later.

Looking at the closed Wanwen Bookhouse on the red wooden bridge, Xingqiu shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Forget it, I'll come back tomorrow."

Since buying the new novel was a bust, he leisurely headed home.

"Sometimes the bright moon is in the night without people, alone toward Zhaotan to slay the evil dragon..."

Reciting poetry, regardless of others' eyes, Xingqiu spent half an hour slowly moving to the place where the Feiyun Commerce Guild was located.

As one of the top commercial guilds in Liyue, although it couldn't be compared with big merchants like the the Liyue Qixing, it was still a presence that would shake if it stomped its feet.

Its location was carved with beams and painted buildings, and the flying eaves and painted walls were extremely exquisite, fully demonstrating the foundation possessed by a big family.

At the entrance of the Feiyun Commerce Guild!

Seeing his second young master walking back slowly, the servant A-Xu at the door hurriedly greeted him.

"Oh, Young Master Xingqiu, where have you been? The master has been looking for you for a long time, saying there is an important guest to meet."

Xingqiu was puzzled: "...Oh, isn't my big brother there? Why do I need to meet him?"

"The eldest young master is also there. I heard that the guest this time has a noble status, and both the master and the eldest young master are very respectful to that person."

Xingqiu was really curious now; it was someone even his father was very respectful to.

With curiosity, he stepped into the Feiyun Commerce Guild and headed straight for the widest and most exquisitely renovated reception hall.

There was a way to meet guests; as a businessman, one naturally had to understand this set.

Outside the reception hall, the voices of his father and big brother really came from inside, and besides that, there was a man with a slightly vicissitudinous and steady voice.

Xingqiu stopped for a moment, listened for a while, and found it was not a secret, so he strode in.

The sudden intrusion interrupted the topic inside.

A master with a face full of wealth, who must have been a handsome man when he was young, was just about to get angry when he saw his most beloved second son bowing to pay his respects.

"Father, big brother, I was delayed by something and returned a bit late. I neglected the guest, please forgive me."

"Where have you been playing? Why aren't you back so late?" The master of the commerce guild complained to his son, then pulled his second son to pay respects to the man.

"Xingqiu, come here quickly and meet Mr. Zhongli."

Mr. Zhongli?!

Watching the man with his back to him slowly stand up and turn around, Xingqiu was quite surprised.

To his surprise, this gentleman was not old and decrepit, but incredibly young, and his appearance was very handsome.

His brown-black hair had a long gradient braid behind his back, and his gorgeous clothes showed solemnity and steadiness.

It was just that the sense of vicissitudes and worldly wisdom on his body was very familiar, and the inner wisdom hidden in his eyes made him feel as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Where was it?