"Have you learned it?" Chen Mo turned around.

Diluk shook his head and looked at Kaeya, only to receive a cold stare from his sworn brother. “You haven’t even learned it yet, and you’re asking me?”

"It's okay. I will guide you individually in the next few days." Chen Mo put away his swords and handed them to the servant beside him.

"Now, you can go."

Then he turned and entered the castle.

Diluk and Kaeya were left staring at each other, then they sighed and turned around to go home.

I was immediately startled to see that the iron fence outside the castle was full of people.

There were so many people and so many gorgeous carriages that you couldn’t count them all.

“Why are they all humans?” Diluk swallowed, somewhat incredulous.

“It’s our master…” Kaia spread his hands.

Although I don't want to admit the charm of this master.

However, that white dress and sword dance are too lethal to girls!

No wonder he hid in the castle after doing that.

"How do we get out?"

Diluk and Kaeya looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Yeah, how do we get out?

"Let's go."

The carriage of the Fatui left first, followed by the carriage of the Lawrence family.

Afterwards, these people slowly dispersed like the tide, leaving only a few infatuated girls and determined boys, still yearning for a glimmer of hope...

……

Inside the castle.

Chen Mo sat on the sofa and drank hot tea personally served by the head of the "Gunnhild" family.

He lowered his eyebrows and sighed: "Ms. Frederica, there is really no need to do this..."

"No! Your ancestors have done a great favor to our family, and now the Gunhild family owes us a favor. We really can't repay them."

Frederica bowed again with a sincere look on her face, and the oppression under her noble uniform was about to burst out.

Chen Mo glanced at Qin. The little girl's eyes were full of stars. She stared at him without blinking, holding the West Wind Sword in her arms.

The wind-type "Eye of God" was solemnly worn on the chest, like a medal of victory.

"Qin's acquisition of the Eye of God has nothing to do with me. It all stems from Ms. Frederica's careful training and Qin's own belief." Chen Mo flattered her a little.

Zhongli is not the only one who can flatter each other in business.

Sure enough, Frederica blushed, straightened her back slightly, and looked at Qin with a look full of relief.

Then, he bowed deeply again, "That being said, if it weren't for Master Chen Mo's training, Qin wouldn't have been recognized by the gods at such a young age."

"Mr. Chen Mo is still Qin's most important teacher. I hope you can give me more guidance on swordsmanship in the future."

"As long as Mr. Chen Mo needs it, the Gunhild family will do its best to satisfy you."

The shaking things made Chen Mo feel very annoyed, so he simply closed his eyes.

In the past six thousand years, there has been no such impulse. Since the resurrection, first it was Heulia, then Liuyun... Ah Ping...

Shaking his head vigorously, Chen Mo put down the teacup, stood up and walked to the window.

A dark light flashed across his dark eyes. Chen Mo exhaled deeply, tilted his head slightly, and said, "I am not feeling well today, so I won't practice swordplay with the zither for now."

"The swordsmanship I just demonstrated...don't practice it with the zither first, it's easy to make mistakes. Just continue practicing swordsmanship as I always do."

"Of course, if you want to take her to a banquet, I have no objection..."

Chen Mo's words were very clear.

Frederica bowed and left the hall with Qin, who was looking forward to it and reluctant to leave.

After making sure the two had left, Chen Mo opened his palm, and a green tornado emanated a strong wind element.

"Die Kalapian..."

With his eyes closed, Chen Mo fell into a dream again.

The next moment, his eyes slowly opened, his face looked a little ugly, "I still can't absorb it..."

"The world's rejection of me...has not disappeared!"

The tone no longer had the anger of thousands of years ago, only endless calm.

Can the souls from another world really not find a home here?

Chen Mo looked at the clear blue sky, as if he saw a ruthless giant hand grabbing towards him.

A cold look flashed in his eyes, and the windowsill was instantly covered with frost.

After a long time, he rubbed his temples.

"It looks like you've been a little tired lately."

After saying that, Chen Mo walked towards his room. He hadn't slept well these days because he had been worried about those women from Liyue coming to visit him.

Today, the "Sky Sword Master" wants to have a good sleep.

"White Pond."

"Baaaah!"

"Watch the door and don't let anyone in."

"Baa baa~"

On the windowsill, a small dandelion seed slowly fell on it...

……

Knights of the West Wind.

"Madam, the Eighth Executor of the Fatui!"

Farga looked at the documents on the desk, frowning slightly, his thick eyebrows revealing a sense of majesty.

Several people below were either standing or sitting, except for a young man wrapped in silver armor who was sitting upright.

"The Fools are ambitious and I'm afraid they have ill intentions." Someone in the office said.

"I'll go meet her!" A man in silver armor suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.

"Boca, wait." Farga stopped him.

Suddenly, Boca stood at attention, stunned.

"We also have an honorary knight..." someone whispered.

After saying this, he hid himself, fearing that he would be found.

After all, it's just a title and it's really difficult to speak out.

Besides, they just arrested the arms dealer Alice...

Falga groaned and said, "Boca, you go ask the Honorary Knight to handle this matter. When you meet him, you must smile and say hello. You must show the sincerity of the Knights."

Boca: “…”

I am a little socially anxious and hot-headed, but I am not a fool!

Falga stood up and patted Boca's silver armor, saying earnestly: "Boca, the future is yours!"

"Yes! I promise to complete the task!" Boca's body trembled, as if he had been injected with Kun blood, and he walked out of the office in a heroic and high-spirited manner.

Farga sighed: "Young people are still easy to deceive, unlike these old foxes..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the people sitting upright in the office, and even straightened his back.

People outside would say, "Great! It's straighter than my bed."

In response, Mondstadt's Grand Commander, Falgar, commented: I have never seen you sit so neatly. You push things away when there is something to do, give in when there is something to do, hide when there is something to do, and take advantage of the opportunity to fish...

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