Genshin Impact: Can’t the executive just give up?

After a night's sleep and rest, the group left Wangshu Inn and set out again to return to Liyue Harbor.

"Boss, check out."

Rhine placed the Mora bag on the counter and spoke to Philgodette.

"Well, sir, how did you sleep last night?" Philgodette asked Rhine gently while calculating the bill skillfully.

"Well, it's pretty good." Rhine replied nonchalantly.

Filgodette collected the money and watched Rhine and his men take the girl with twin ponytails who was teasing the cat away before he took out a piece of paper and started writing on it.

The writing on the paper looked like wavy lines, more like scribbles than words, which would make any Liyue person frown upon seeing them, but Filgodette was very familiar with them.

“Rhine, male, around 20 years old, identity unknown.

Economic status: Rich.

I seemed to have had contact with an immortal last night."

As the most prosperous country among the Seven Kingdoms, Liyue also has a huge intelligence network, and since Filgodette works for Ningguang, she naturally has a lot of power.

Many mysterious guests, such as the unfamiliar Rhine, will be investigated after arriving at Wangshu Inn.

Rhine looked like a very typical "Liyue person", but Filgodette could not find any information about him.

"What a mysterious guy."

Filgodette pointed at a twisted curve on the paper, which meant "suspected".

Rhine may have come into contact with Xiao, but Philgodette couldn't guarantee it completely. She had to give the immortals enough respect, so she naturally couldn't disturb them at will, and it was difficult for her to get enough information.

The streets of Liyue Harbor were still busy with traffic, and vendors and peddlers were coming and going.

Rhine clutched two strings of candied haws and stood in a dark alley more than 200 meters away from Baiju Inn, feeling his body enveloped by the power of "heavenly principles".

The next moment, the dark alley was empty, but in the luxurious guest room of Baiju Inn, there appeared a nobleman in a long robe with wide sleeves.

Rhine left the room, spotted a door, and knocked on it gently: "Rosaline, open the door, Rosaline?"

"Are you annoying?" The door was opened, and Rosalind's face was cold, with a hint of anger on her fair cheeks.

How did this person become his colleague?

The Ice Queen actually appointed such a guy as an executive officer. This made Rosalind doubt the wise Queen for the first time.

"Did you miss me after not seeing you for a day?"

Rhine extended his hand in greeting, but to Rosalyn he looked more like a noisy child.

"Come in." Rosalyn quickly let him in.

She couldn't afford to let Rhine have a fit outside the door.

"I want a reasonable explanation!" Rosalin yelled at Rhine as soon as she closed the door.

"I bet that all the Moras in Shihua are mine!" Rhine raised his hands high.

Rosalyn frowned: “That’s not what I told you!

I'll give you a hint, Wuwangpo, Leiying Warlock, evil spirit."

Rhine suddenly realized: "You are talking about that, what's wrong?"

"This is not the first time you have ruined my plan!" Rosalin said coldly, "In Mondstadt, you ruined my plan without saying a word. Last time, there was a reason, but what about this time?

You are just wearing Liyue clothes, do you really think you are a Liyue person?"

According to Lilia's report and the information obtained by her subordinates, Rhine just happened to be invited to Wuwangpo, but he took the initiative to destroy her plan to collect evil spirits that she had personally arranged.

When Lilia came back to report, Rosalin thought it was just an ordinary failure, but as she listened to her description, she felt more and more that something was wrong.

Isn’t the person who was kidnapped Rhine?

He actually helped the Liyue people fight the Fatui?

"Is that all you want?" Rhine narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Rosaline with interest: "Do you know anything about the Demon God's residue?"

"The remains of the demon god after his death contain enormous power. If the Fatui can control this power, they can greatly enhance their military strength." Rosaline replied.

Rhine suddenly found it funny: "Dottore told you that?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Rosalyn was puzzled.

Dotore did find Rosaline with his newly made equipment, hoping that she could help him collect energy.

“Really?

Did he ever tell you that the remnants of the devil are extremely harmful to humans?

The immortals who often clean up evil spirits need to bear the karma and will also have hallucinations. They often face excruciating pain and live a life worse than death. Even Morax cannot purify this pollution.

Did he tell you these?

Let me guess, did he also say that after you successfully collect the power of the evil spirits, he plans to let you use this power so that you can have more bargaining chips when you negotiate with the gods in the future? "

Rhine said contemptuously.

Rosalyn's frown deepened: "How do you know?"

"Pfft..." Rhine couldn't help but laughed.

Why would he know?

If the doctor wants to ask Rosaline for help, he must be tempted enough. After all, although the executives are colleagues, most of them don't have a good relationship with each other.

So, what could interest the noble executive?

For executives who have received the Queen's favor and hold extremely high status, ordinary chips are not enough to be placed on their trading table.

However, the power of the demon god happens to be enough to qualify.

Rhine was just guessing, but he didn't expect that he was right.

"No, here you go."

Rhine held the black cube in his hand and handed it to Rosalyn.

"What is this?" Rosalin would not easily accept things from others.

"I told you to take it, so just take it. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Rhine roughly grasped Rosalyn's wrist, pried open her slender fingers, and placed the cube in her palm.

Then he snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

The black cube dissipated, revealing the power hidden within - a wisp of dark green mist.

The mist instantly penetrated Rosalyn's body.

For a moment, Rosalyn seemed to see something.

Young Rustam, in his shattered armor, lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, his arms outstretched toward Rosaline.

Even though he had stopped breathing, Rosalin could still see the remaining emotions in his eyes.

That is despair, reluctance, and...

"Damn it, I forgot about you!" Rosalyn leaned forward and roared hoarsely.

"Yes, yes, you have forgotten him." Rhine took a bite of the candied haws, looking at Rosalin hysterically without any concern.

In Rhine's sight, Rosalin's expression collapsed, and she whispered many words he couldn't understand before she closed her eyes and fell over.

Rhine caught Rosalin and put his wrist through her slender waist, holding her to prevent the noble executive from falling to the ground in embarrassment.

There was still some frost on Rosalin's body, but it was too weak to sustain and soon turned into clear water, soaking her bright red dress into a deep red.

"It seems that the power the Queen has bestowed upon you is only this much."

Rhine was still talking nonsense, but Rosalin had collapsed and was unable to refute him.