The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

Ying and Paimon walked towards Shenhe, and soon Luomu heard the three of them start chatting. Although Shenhe's expression was still cold, it seemed that she was not opposed to the traveler and her mascot.

Oh, by the way, they must have met once before in Ao Zang Mountain... Luo Mu suddenly thought.

It seems that Shen He hasn't needed me for a long time, or no longer needs me.

Seeing the two girls chatting happily, Luo Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He suppressed the loss and unwillingness in his heart, exchanged a few more words with the shopkeeper, and walked out of the store silently.

No one in the store even raised their heads at his departure.

Walking out of the store, under the setting sun, Luo Mu looked around, identified the direction, and walked quickly to the west of the street. After a round of selection, between the Northland Bank and the Lin family mansion, he chose to go back to the Lin family first. On the one hand, Tianming was his most core organization, and he had to arrange his own direct lineage before considering the appointment of the Fatui.

On the other hand... Luo Mu always felt that with the young master's skills, even if he didn't take the initiative to find him, he would be able to send people to him. At least when he was away, it shouldn't be difficult for the Fatui to place people in the periphery of the Destiny.

While walking along with the crowd, Luo Mu raised his hands to cover his face. In an instant, his eye-catching exotic face melted away and turned into an ordinary, unmemorable face.

The clothes might be exposed... Never mind, since I've already stolen it once...

After a while, a scream was heard, and the clerk in the boutique clothing store where a Fontaine dress inexplicably disappeared in the Liyue disaster stumbled out of the store with a frightened face, shouting in a trembling voice that there was a ghost!

"What does that ghost look like? What did it do?" asked a curious person.

"It...it's just a cloud of mist. It floated in...and stole a set of clothes?"

After thinking it over carefully, Luo Mu still felt that the wool should be plucked from the same sheep, so he went to the same store and picked up a set of clothes of the same style. Anyway, he was about to leave Liyue, so it would be useless even if Qixing noticed anything.

Not long after, Luo Mu, wearing a black dress and a long windbreaker, mysteriously appeared out of thin air at the door of the Lin family mansion. His ordinary face disappeared like smoke, and a moment later, the black-haired Jun Bai appeared again at the door of the Lin family mansion. He put his hands behind his back, holding the golden-red feather in his palm, blocking the sight of anyone who wanted to spy.

Luo Mu looked around, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He didn't knock on the door, but just pushed it casually, and the vermilion door opened. He stepped over the threshold and walked slowly in the courtyard of Lin's house, looking at the familiar scenery around him with some gratitude.

When you haven't seen someone for a day, it feels like three years. This is what it feels like.

After transforming into Jun Bai, Luo Mu no longer suppressed the torrent of resentment in his body. The overwhelming power of resentment once again turned into his most powerful weapon that he could use at will, giving the young man in black a dangerous background.

Under the influence of this breath, Luo Mu's heart naturally became silent and indifferent. The Yu Duchen in his hand trembled slightly and then dissipated. Luo Mu had obviously found what he was looking for. The tall black figure flashed in the courtyard without any movement.

At this moment, in the side courtyard of the Lin family's residence, Sen Mao, dressed in the clothes of the Lin family's servant, was diligently cleaning the dust in the courtyard for his master, although the yard had long been spotless and clean enough to be almost habitable.

He was hired to work in the Lin residence not long ago. He was hired by the doorman's relative through the doorman. He has a clean background, otherwise, given the role and status that the Lin residence currently plays, he would never have been able to get this job.

Of course, he was able to get this job thanks to the Fatui's good habit of laying hidden cards.

Mori Mao's real name is Xavi Sokolov. He is an abandoned child picked up by the master in Liyue more than 20 years ago. He later joined the Fatui, but the master never brought him with him to train as a direct descendant. Instead, he let him stay in Liyue and created an irrefutable background identity for him. Even if the Seven Stars of Liyue intend to conduct a thorough investigation, they will treat him as an ordinary Liyue resident.

Over the years, Harvey has been using this identity to take on the job of liaison and message delivery for Winter's secret agents in Liyue. Many words and things that are inconvenient for the Fatui to convey are also assigned to him. It can be said that he is the deepest line buried by the Fatui in Liyue, so that even if the Northland Bank is uprooted one day, Winter's intelligence agency in Liyue can still maintain basic activities.

And this time, the young master and the master gave the order together, and the instruction he was to convey was extremely important, so important that even he, an old spy who had been immersed in the intelligence field for many years, felt a huge tremor in his body and mind.

There must be no mistakes in this mission! Harvey stood up straight, secretly encouraging himself in his heart for the umpteenth time.

"Are you waiting for me?" Suddenly, a teasing question came from behind him. The sudden voice scared Harvey so much that his body suddenly stiffened. He turned around quickly and saw that a pale man in black appeared not far behind him at some point.

"Havi Sokolov," he chuckled, "turned out to be a hidden pawn planted by the master. No wonder he was able to bypass my Shadow Group and Tibetan Group and directly become a retainer of the Lin family. This kind of forbearance skill, I must learn from you and the master.

"Who are you and what are you talking about?" The man in black's words made Harvey feel confused and uncertain. His intuition told him that this man was the one he had been waiting for, but his professional ethics made him make further attempts.

Luo Mu looked at the nervous young man in front of him, couldn't help but smile slightly, and then raised his right hand.

The black ghost burned silently between the pale fingers, and a cold breath rushed towards him, causing Harvey, who was extremely nervous, to shiver.

"Is this enough to prove my identity?" Luo Mu said with a smile.

Looking at the fire of the resentful soul that was still wailing silently in front of him, Harvey no longer had any doubts. He looked back at the house vigilantly, only to see a few feathers falling from the air and then disappearing in various places in the yard.

"I have used my power to seal this place. Only gods can explore it. There is no need to worry about anyone eavesdropping. Just go ahead and talk." Luo Mu said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Hearing his future superior say this, Harvey immediately stood at attention, his body straight, he saluted Luomu with a standard military salute, and said in a sonorous voice: "Faint, Liyue Intelligence Group Sergeant Harvey Sokolov, greets His Excellency!"

Good! Very energetic! Luo Mu answered in his heart, but on the surface, he just raised his hand calmly and said: "No need to be polite, just tell me the matter directly."

"Yes!" Seeing the calm demeanor of this man who was famous both in the intelligence group and the underworld, Harvey respected Luo Mu, the "senior", even more. He said to Luo Mu respectfully: "The secret order of Zhidong, Her Majesty the Queen has approved your position as an executive of the Fatui. From the date of the secret order, you will automatically take the position of the twelfth executive of the Fatui, in charge of the supervision of the Fatui, and have the obligation to assist the executives from all places to complete their respective tasks."

Supervision, assistance... Such a relaxed job attribute. Luo Mu nodded slightly, but saw Harvey bent over and handed him something. Seeing it, Luo Mu's pupils shrank slightly.

Evil eye!

He silently took the cold Evil Eye from Harvey's hand, and felt an evil aura flowing through his fingers into his body, which even resentment could not stop.

"Your Excellency the Executive, Her Majesty the Queen asks you to personally determine your code name." Harvey said in a deep voice after Luo Mu took over the Evil Eye.

Code name?... According to the names of the first eleven, I should also take a code name related to the Venetian mask, but it seems that all the stereotyped characters of the mask have been used up... Luo Mu pondered, not knowing what to call himself.

After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered an opera he had watched, written by an Italian composer. There was a character in the opera whose identity and position Luo Mu had always felt very connected to:

A despicable man who is mocked by the world and also mocks the whole world, a lackey who sits beside the throne and craves for rewards.

"My code name... let's call it, Jester."