In two days, we carried the goods from the northernmost tip of Liyue to the southernmost tip of Liyue. It was easy but also difficult.

The trade route from Chenyu Valley to Liyue Port was largely destroyed by the earthquake caused by the Demon God Rebellion. The uneven ground made it more difficult to transport goods.

However, there are basically no treasure-stealing groups around Liyue's trade routes now. Perhaps they are all studying the giant tree that has risen from the ground. Jiaming was also very curious. Could it be that every time a demon god attacks Liyue Port, the number of treasure-stealing groups will decrease sharply?

During the Whirlpool Rebellion, the treasure-hunting groups disappeared after the disaster. Now, the treasure-hunting groups in Liyue are basically those that entered the country later.

Why is this? Yun Qing doesn't know either.

Jiaming has now arrived at Liyue Harbor. He counts the goods he has brought: five boxes of tea, which he sent to the Wanyou Shop; five pieces of silk, which he sent to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce; and two boxes of Fontaine novels, which he sent to the Wanwen Collection House...

Until the end, the only escort code left in Jiaming's hand was this letter worth 500,000 Mora.

But this made him feel troubled. Yun Qing had specified a person but not a place, so he couldn't find it. Fortunately, there was someone around him who knew the other person.

"Hello, Brother Xingqiu, do you know where to find the traveler?"

This is not the entrance of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, but Wanwen Collection. Jiaming had just delivered two boxes of books and happened to run into Xingqiu who was reading here.

"A traveler? She might be accepting a commission from the Adventurer's Guild. Someone asked you to escort her?"

Xingqiu put down the book and thought carefully. Although the traveler's whereabouts were uncertain, every time he ran into her on the streets, she was running around for various commissions.

"Yes, before I set off, a big boss paid a lot of money to let me escort this letter."

Jiaming told Xingqiu as much information as he could. In the escort industry, generally speaking, information about the boss cannot be revealed, unless, of course, the Qianyan Army came to investigate.

"How about this, I'll go with you to the Adventurer's Guild to take a look."

Xingqiu became interested. His intuition told him that this letter was not simple. It was the keen perception of "evil" by a chivalrous man.

"Then... just 'obey your orders'."

……

Coincidentally, Little Yellow Hair and Paimon are now in the Adventurer's Guild. They have recently heard from many adventurers that a giant tree has grown in the center of Liyue, and the Adventurer's Guild has a related commission, so they plan to come here and take a commission to earn some pocket money.

"Traveler, Paimon, we meet again."

"You are the Traveler and Paimon, right? Hello, hello!"

Jiaming and Xingqiu both saw these two workers who were working hard to support their families. Little Yellow Hair and Paimeng also looked over here. They didn't know Jiaming, but they were very familiar with Xingqiu.

"This is Jiaming, the escort of Hutchison Hall. Someone asked him to send a letter to you."

As someone who knew both parties, Xingqiu naturally took on the task of introduction.

"What letter? Let me see it!"

Paimeng snatched the envelope from Jiaming, opened it, pulled out the letter inside, and began to read it. However, Jiaming and Xingqiu, who were standing opposite Paimeng, had obviously changed their expressions.

Who would be so kind as to draw such a large symbol of Fatui on the back of a piece of letter?

"To my dear little yellow-haired boy... Well, I think I know who wrote this letter."

Paimon and Little Yellow Hair's expressions also changed. Let us congratulate these four for successfully learning how to change their faces.

"I am still alive. I believe this is not good news, but of course, it is not bad either. I believe you should have seen the 'little game' I played with those demons? It was very enjoyable, but I was seriously injured in the game, and now I only have the strength equivalent to that of Tartaglia. I sincerely invite you to come to Yilongbu and be my bodyguard during my vacation. The price is tentatively set at 100,000 Mora a day... Mr. Duo?"

Paimeng was once again shocked by Yun Qing's generosity, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this guy had never spent his own money. So when you go out, you can't rely on anything better than friends.

When Paimon was reading the letter, the little yellow-haired girl was listening and wanted to make some new friends, but she saw that Jiaming seemed to be hesitant to talk.

"Is there a problem?"

The little yellow-haired boy asked, and Jiaming hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to say something more important than his curiosity.

"Your friend ordered cash on delivery, the price is... 500,000 Mora."

"Young Master Duoduoduoduo?"

Several people were staring at each other in front of the Adventurer's Association. The little yellow-haired boy didn't expect that Yun Qing would be so "shameless". She was not the kind of rich woman with tens of millions of Mora in her bag. She was just a poor adventurer. How could she take out 500,000 casually?

"He wants 500,000 Mora for just this letter? Can you return it to him?"

Paimeng waved the envelope in his hand in disbelief, but the escort order in Jiaming's hand proved it clearly, and the signatures of both parties on it could not be forged.

But at this moment, a small note slowly fell from the envelope. The sharp-eyed Xingqiu caught it in mid-air, unfolded it and took a look, then smiled with relief.

"It seems that the executive officer just played a little joke on you."

The little yellow-haired boy took the note handed over by Xingqiu. This note was none other than a check from the Northland Bank. It said... and there was also a seal on it.

In any case, the seal doesn't look like a puppet.

Of course, Yun Qing didn’t think this was a joke, because he really didn’t want to pay for it himself, but if the little yellow-haired boy could treat this as a joke, that would be great.

"Finally, I hope you can enjoy that momentary happiness, otherwise, I will be sad. (Remember, don't mention my name when withdrawing money) (A seal with the [rooster] logo printed on it)"

"Yours most sincerely: Buratino."

What could the little yellow-haired boy say now? Yun Qing had done enough work, so he could forget about the commissions! The little yellow-haired boy took a few people to the Northland Bank to exchange cash.

She's determined to get this job!

It was definitely not because this job could earn enough for Paimeng's food expenses for a month in just three days, and it was definitely not because the boss never spared Mora. It must be because of her unbreakable friendship with Yun Qing that drove her!

"Boss Yun, are you really the executive officer of the Fatui?"

Jiaming still found it a little hard to believe. Although he said that he was not very afraid of the Fatui, the Fatui were indeed notorious. Even if it was the Fatui who saved Liyue Harbor this time, the danger could not be ignored.

"Yes, he was also the one reported by the General Affairs Department and saved Liyue Harbor."

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