Genshin Impact: What? The one we need to save is Fukaros

In the afternoon, the gentle sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the lawn of an extraordinary and luxurious manor.

The breeze blows gently, bringing with it a hint of freshness and the fragrance of the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, making people feel relaxed and happy.

In this peaceful and beautiful atmosphere, Joseph lay on a carefully carved vintage-style lounge chair, his eyes slightly closed, leisurely enjoying this pleasant and relaxing time.

More than a week ago, news came that the Water Purification Society's assassination attempt on Lin Yide had failed.

He immediately locked himself in the secret room of the study, isolating himself from the outside world, as if this was the only way he could feel safe.

It wasn't until Taiwen came over in person to "investigate" that he felt relieved.

Bathed in the sunshine again, Joseph felt more relaxed and relieved than ever before.

He decided not to get involved in this matter anymore. After all, not every failure would lead to something as lucky as this time.

Just as he picked up a glass of fragrant red wine and was about to savour it in the afternoon sun, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps suddenly reached his ears.

The footsteps were as rhythmic as drum beats.

Joseph's heart tightened and he turned his head subconsciously.

This sight instantly frightened him to death, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze at that moment.

I saw Lin Yide, wearing a black uniform, with an ambiguous sneer on his face, walking towards me step by step.

Behind him, several Western Factory personnel stood there with long swords on their waists, expressionless faces, like a group of messengers from hell.

"Bang!" The wine glass in Joseph's hand slipped out of his hand and fell straight to the ground. The sound of broken glass was crisp and harsh, which was particularly abrupt in this originally quiet afternoon.

"Duke Joseph, long time no see." Lin Yide finally spoke. His tone was very gentle, even polite.

But to Joseph, this gentle voice sounded like a cold wind from the Netherworld, making him feel a chill from head to toe.

Joseph jumped up from the recliner as if awakened from a dream, stood up straight, and looked at Lin Yide who was approaching him in panic: "Baron Yide, is there anything you want? I will do my best to help you."

Lin Yide did not answer immediately, but stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Joseph's shoulder.

"Relax, Duke Joseph. I'm not here to cause you any trouble." His voice was still gentle. "It's just that I heard some rumors recently. It seems that you did something...not so wise."

Joseph suddenly felt his soul leave his body, his back felt cold, his legs were shaking, and he said in a trembling voice: "Baron Ede, I have been very well behaved recently, and I really haven't done anything that I shouldn't have done."

"Oh? Really?" Lin Yide raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Joseph with a half-smile, "People from the Shadow Chasing Court did come here a few days ago and conducted a so-called 'investigation'.

But, as you and I both know, their screening is not always reliable. So, I am not prepared to trust their results completely.”

At this point, he paused deliberately, staring into Joseph's eyes, "What do you think I should do?"

Joseph's mind was racing.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered that he had previously exchanged his shares in Steam Bird News for tolerance.

So he asked tentatively: "Baron Ede, I am willing to donate part of my property to the West Factory to express my sincerity and repentance. Do you think it's okay?"

He carefully observed Lin Yide's expression, hoping to get a clue from the other party's reaction.

However, Lin Yide frowned and said coldly: "Duke Joseph, do you regard our West Factory as robbers?"

Joseph waved his hands quickly and explained in a panic, “Baron Ede, you misunderstood, I absolutely don’t have this idea.

I just hope to make some amends for the mistakes I made earlier, as a way of showing my sincerity.”

He felt desperate. If Lin Yide didn't take the money, his end would be particularly miserable.

He didn't have the fortitude to survive the "tea-drinking" interrogation at the Western Factory.

At this moment, Lin Yide suddenly spoke up, "Recently, our great goddess Lady Funina is preparing to set up a foundation. This foundation will be used specifically to subsidize those people who have lost their livelihoods due to the construction of the Fontaine Waterway."

Joseph's heart moved, and he immediately understood what Lin Yide meant.

He said without hesitation: "I am willing to donate 100 million Mora to this foundation free of charge to do my part."

Lin Yide looked straight into Joseph's eyes with a blank expression.

After a moment, he said coldly: "It seems that you still want to go to the West Factory for tea!"

Joseph's heart tightened, realizing that the amount of his donation obviously did not meet Lin Yide's expectations.

He gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "Five hundred million Mora! This is all I can afford!"

His voice had a hint of crying, and his heart ached so much that it seemed like blood was about to drip out.

However, what he didn't expect was that after hearing the amount, Lin Yide did not show any satisfaction.

He turned around and said coldly, "Let's go, Duke Joseph. The West Factory has recently received a batch of black tea from Liyue. You should like it."

When Joseph heard the word "black tea", an indescribable fear suddenly surged in his heart.

He seemed to see himself being locked up in a dark cell, forced to drink cup after cup of boiling hot tea until he painfully spat out all his secrets.

This extreme fear made Joseph lose his mind in an instant.

He rushed to Lin Yide, grabbed his trouser legs tightly, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "One billion Mora, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you! This is really all my property, please let me go!"

His voice was trembling and desperate, and tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

Lin Yide looked down at this nobleman who was usually so glorious but now kneeling at his feet, and a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly squatted down, looked at Joseph at eye level, and said in a gentle but cold voice: "Duke Joseph, you just like to do good deeds.

Since you are so generous, I will accept your donation on behalf of Lady Funina."

As he said this, he stood up and straightened his trouser legs that had been wrinkled by Joseph.

"I'll send someone to bring Liyue's black tea for you to taste. As for the West Factory, you don't have to go there anymore."

After leaving a word, Lin Yide left the manor with his men without looking back.

Joseph slumped on the ground, feeling relieved, staring at the backs of Lin Yide and others as they walked away until they completely disappeared from his sight.

His tense nerves finally relaxed and he let out a long breath.

At this moment, he was shocked to realize that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and the wet clothes stuck to his skin, bringing waves of chill.

A light breeze blew, and he felt a cool and sticky touch.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his fear and anxiety.

Although he paid a heavy price and lost most of his property, at least he saved his life.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he felt a little relieved.

Recalling Lin Yide's cold and deep eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.

If he were taken to the Western Factory by that killer, he had no doubt that he would end up with a fate worse than death.