Chapter 380: Seeing Zhongli: Is Mr

"Huh? No one here?"

Hu Tao blinked, a hint of confusion appearing in her beautiful eyes.

Are Lao Meng and the others not home?

Just as Hu Tao was about to knock again,

a rustling sound,

the door swung open from within, revealing a man of refined demeanor before her.

"Seeing Zhongli? You're here?"

Seeing Seeing Zhongli, Hu Tao was surprised.

Although this man was a guest advisor of the Wangsheng Hall, he was often nowhere to be found.

The only time anyone heard news of him was when he sent someone with a bill.

"Resting here for a while."

Seeing Zhongli nodded.

Watching Hu Tao wander through the room searching for something, Seeing Zhongli asked curiously,

"May I ask what the Hall Master is looking for?"

"Have you seen Lao Meng and the others? I need to find them urgently—it's a matter of life and death for the Wangsheng Hall!"

Hu Tao replied while continuing to search.

But after finding no trace of them, she sighed and sat down in frustration.

"Lao Meng and the others went out to promote business—they should be back soon."

Seeing Zhongli explained briefly.

"So that's how it is—I'll wait for them to return!"

Hu Tao nodded.

In her view, Lao Meng was probably just as frustrated as she was.

So they'd likely return soon.

"May I ask what this matter of life and death for the Wangsheng Hall is, Hall Master?"

After taking a seat, Seeing Zhongli asked with keen curiosity.

The history of the Wangsheng Hall stretches back to the God War era.

At that time, the land of Liyue was ravaged.

Epidemics spread everywhere; death swallowed the world of the living.

It was then that the Wangsheng Hall was born.

With the humble status of mere humans, they spent long ages driving death back.

Long after, balance was restored, the boundary between life and death clearly drawn, giving rise to today's Liyue Harbor and today's Wangsheng Hall.

One could say the history of the Wangsheng Hall is the history of Liyue.

For a thousand years, it has stood unshaken.

Thus, Seeing Zhongli was deeply curious about Hu Tao's claim of a matter threatening the Wangsheng Hall's survival.

"Isn't it that the Wangsheng Hall's business has been declining lately?"

"So I planned to take Lao Meng and the others to see comics at Mr. Han's place—maybe we'll find a solution there."

Hu Tao shrugged.

"Mr. Han? A comic shop?"

These two keywords from Hu Tao's words caught Seeing Zhongli's attention.

Though as a guest advisor, Seeing Zhongli often left affairs unattended,

he was well aware of the Wangsheng Hall's internal situation.

In his view, business here was sparse.

In a sense, this was because the people of Liyue lived in peace and prosperity, with few disasters.

Seeing Zhongli was naturally pleased.

But what was this comic shop Hu Tao mentioned? And who was Mr. Han?