Thinking of this, Menma tiptoed to the door of the wooden house, opened the door and looked outside. This time, he clearly saw the green figure who was sitting and sleeping by the door, smelling of alcohol.

[It’s you after all…]

Menma was not surprised to see the man sitting by the door. After all, he was the only one who met all his previous assumptions.

Although he didn't know why he came to see him, and why he wanted to approach him in this way, Menma didn't have any resistance to it. Instead, he patted his shoulder gently: "Hey, hey, wake up, the sun is already high, don't sleep anymore."

"Hehe... apple cider..." The green guy, who was still drunk, was not woken up by the slap. Instead, he looked silly and started talking, not sure whether it was in his sleep or drunken talk.

"Ah..." Looking at the empty bottles scattered around, Menma couldn't help but sigh helplessly, "As for drinking so much just to pretend... Oh no, you like drinking, and you must be eager to make this kind of disguise real.

But isn't it time to get up, Wendy?"

Menma called out his name, or rather his current name. After all, there was only one green drunkard like this in Teyvat, and he recognized him the first time he saw him, so how could he not know his name?

Perhaps, this is something he also knows.

Seeing that Wendy still had no intention of getting up, Menma became a little impatient and threatened in a low voice: "If you don't get up, I will bring you to Mondstadt right now and let the people of Mondstadt see what kind of person their beloved wind god Barbatos is..."

“Don’t don’t don’t!!!”

Menma's words obviously triggered the key words. Wendy, who was still drunk and sitting in the corner with a silly look on his face, suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to cover Menma's mouth. But then he remembered that Menma was wearing a mask, so he had to cover his mouth in vain, so he had to withdraw his hand in dismay:

"If you expose my identity like this, how can I continue to be a bard..."

What is your focus? So you don’t really care about your image?

Oh...that's right. What's wrong with me? I actually expected this drunkard to care about his image...】

Shaking his head, Menma threw away the crazy thoughts that he wanted to complain about, and said seriously: "Tell me, what do you want to see us about?"

"Hey, it's nothing. I just want to see you two up close and have some face-to-face contact."

Wendy blinked playfully, her whole face full of liveliness, not a bit of the drunken look she had just now: "After all, since you know my identity, you should also know that this piece of land under our feet now belongs to me..."

"Why, do we need to pay you protection money?"

"Hey, if you two can buy me a drink, I will definitely be happy."

Looking at the extremely unreliable Fengshen in front of him, and hearing his soul-infused "Hey Hey", Menma did not feel any resistance. After all, although the other party was obviously trying to test him, since he was willing to use this method to make contact instead of just coming up with a showdown, he was also happy to play with him.

What's more, this makes him more like the real him, the one he is familiar with, isn't it?

"What's going on..." At this moment, Hashirama suddenly opened the door and walked out of the wooden house. The voice that Wendy shouted when she suddenly jumped up was a bit loud, which just happened to wake up Hashirama in the house, so he quickly dropped the half water slime in his arms, got out of bed and walked outside to see what happened.

"You're awake." Menma responded, "Nothing serious, just a guest."

"Guest?" Hashirama looked at Wendy in front of him, a little surprised. Wendy greeted him in a familiar way: "Hello, Mr. Senju."

"Let me introduce you. This is Venti, the bard from Mondstadt, and also the wind god Barbatos himself." Since Hashirama had never seen any so-called card pool characters, it was usually Menma who introduced them to him every time.

"This is... the God of Wind?" Looking at the cuckolded boy in front of him who was so unreliable, Hashirama felt a little unbelievable.

"Since both of you are here, I will get to the point." At this time, Wendy suddenly said, "Feng told me a lot of information about you, so I am confused about some things...

If I remember correctly, you two have just arrived in Teyvat a few days ago. So Mr. Uzumaki, how come you know so much about Teyvat, including my affairs?"

Seeing Wendy's expression suddenly serious and getting straight to the point, Menma's tone became a little deeper:

"Are you... sure you want to listen?"

"Oh? Is there something you can't explain?"

"If I really say the relevant words, then you will definitely regret hearing all this, and you may even choose to run directly to Xumi."

"Run to Xumi? What does that mean... huh?!!!" Wendy, who was wondering what Menma meant, suddenly thought of something and was shocked. "Could it be..."

"That's right." Seeing that Wendy understood quickly, Menma confirmed his idea, "This can probably be considered as forbidden knowledge. It doesn't matter if only my friends and I know it, but if you know it..."

Menma didn't dare to gamble on what would happen if he told the locals about this matter that crossed the world or even the dimension. Although this couldn't be concluded directly, since the consequences were likely something that he and the world couldn't afford, Menma decided to keep silent about it. After all, less trouble is worse than more trouble.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Wendy let out a breath of fear, then changed the question, "So, what do you think of Mond?"

"Mond? It's pretty good." Hashirama said without hesitation, "We have stayed here for a few days. Except for the Fatui who are a bit annoying, everything is good."

"That's not what I meant." Wendy shook his head and then looked at Menma, because he could see that Menma was the ideological leader between the two. "What I want to ask is..."

"There's no need to worry." Before Venti could finish, Menma, who could guess what the other party was going to say, interrupted the other party with a skillful and calm answer, "Just like I told Captain Jean and Master Diluc and others, we are willing to establish friendship with Mondstadt because we feel very good here.

At the same time, as I told Sister Rosalia, if we had any ill intentions towards Mondstadt, we would not have waited until now to act."

At this point, Menma stared into Wendy's eyes and continued, "Especially... when the Wind God, the supreme leader of Mondstadt, has appeared before us."

When he said this, although Menma gave people a strong sense of oppression, he did not release any of his own aura and threatening feeling as a strong man. This was normal, after all, his purpose was not to make enemies.

"Is that so..." After hearing Menma's unquestionable answer, Wendy smiled, "If that's the case, then in the name and identity of the Wind God Barbatos, I welcome the two of you to Mondstadt.

Although... this official welcome from the God of Wind came a little late."

Menma smiled, took off his mask, and reached out to shake hands with Wendy: "Thank you, Lord Fengshen, for coming to welcome us in person. As for the time, it is not a problem."

"Yeah." Wendy nodded and gently released Menma's hand. "Now that we're done with the work, then..."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Menma was a little confused about what Wendy wanted to say.

"The time for Barbatos the Wind God is over, now it's Wendy's time!" In the blink of an eye, the seriousness on Wendy's face disappeared, and he returned to his previous unfocused look. "Since Mr. Uzumaki just said that he needs to pay something... protection money, how about inviting me to have a drink at Angel's Gift? It's just right, I can also take you two to taste the flavor of our Mondstadt wine."

Menma slapped his forehead, "Oh my god... I knew it!"

Whether it was Barbatos or Wendy, since the serious business had been completed, how could he continue to do the serious work? !

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