Chapter 60: Tartaglia

"Shall I introduce you to Mr. Zhongli, Young Master?" 

Wang Daoyi smiled slightly, it was like having food delivered to your doorstep.

According to the plot, the Young Master would indeed meet Zhongli, and then introduce the traveler to him, giving Zhongli the chance to interact with the traveler. It's just that Wang Daoyi didn't expect that he would have to introduce Zhongli to someone else now.

However, Wang Daoyi didn't immediately agree. Since the person had come to him, it wouldn't be appropriate not to seize the opportunity.

"Your Excellency is the Chief Executive of the Fatui's, and I am just a humble teahouse owner. Do you still need me to introduce Mr. Zhongli to you?"

Wang Daoyi appropriately showed a rejecting expression.

The Young Master seemed not to notice Wang Daoyi's expression but continued to smile.

"Although I am the executive of the Fatui's, I am still an outsider in Liyue. Mr. Zhongli is a guest of the Funeral Parlor and he needs acquaintances like you to introduce me!"

"Oh~"

Wang Daoyi nodded, no longer speaking, just looking at Tartaglia, gently rubbing his thumb and forefinger together.

Tartaglia was slightly surprised. When he came, he had already thought of giving Wang Daoyi some benefits, but in his mind, this was a powerful vision owner. He thought he would have to request several times, then the other party would test him, they would fight, he would prove himself as a strong person, and finally give a gift, successfully establishing a connection and introducing Mr. Zhongli. But now, after just a few words, the other party was rubbing his fingers, and Tartaglia naturally knew what that meant.

The expression of surprise only lasted for a moment, then turned into a more enthusiastic smile.

The Fatui's was never afraid of the other party being greedy, but rather afraid that the other party wouldn't be cooperative.

"As long as Your Excellency Wang Daoyi is willing to introduce Mr. Zhongli to me, I am willing to offer 100,000 mora. If Mr. Zhongli is willing to befriend me, there will be generous gifts as well!"

Tartaglia became more straightforward when talking about money, no longer saying polite words, and directly stating his price.

"The Fatui's is indeed wealthy. We should collaborate more in the future!"

Upon hearing the Young Master's offer, Wang Daoyi secretly thought that elemental creation was too expensive. He couldn't even gather enough money for elemental creation through commissions alone. The teahouse barely made a living, and now the Fatui's came to him, it was time to communicate well.

"Your Excellency Tartaglia, I prefer to communicate with generous people like Mr. Zhongli. How about this, when I have time, I will take you to meet Mr. Zhongli. He is very easy to talk to!"

Wang Daoyi's face was full of smiles, as if a mouse had entered a granary, or grain had entered an oil field.

"I wonder when Your Excellency will be free?"

Tartaglia asked.

"When will I be free? When your money arrives, I will be free, otherwise?"

Seeing Wang Daoyi's harmless smile, Tartaglia felt like this person deserved a beating. Why couldn't he just say it directly?

Reaching into his waist, he pulled out a promissory note, wrote down a few numbers, and then took out a seal and stamped it.

"This is a promissory note for 50,000 mora, consider it as a deposit. I don't know when Your Excellency will be free!"

For some reason, Wang Daoyi seemed to smell a hint of battle. If he procrastinated any longer, this executive might actually issue a duel invitation.

With a swipe of his right hand on the counter, the promissory note disappeared, and Wang Daoyi walked out from behind the counter.

"Since you've paid, you're a customer. Taking customers to the Funeral Parlor is reasonable."

Receiving money and providing service, Wang Daoyi was very efficient, directly taking Tartaglia to the Funeral Parlor.

"During the War of the Archons, the Funeral Parlor was responsible for handling plagues and diseases in Liyue. After thousands of years of history, it has gradually evolved into its current form. There are three things you must not do in the Funeral Parlor!"

On the way, Wang Daoyi introduced Tartaglia to the Funeral Parlor.

"What are those three things?" Tartaglia was excited. He was full of interest in such an ancient force that had been passed down for thousands of years in Liyue.

"First, don't bully the little cats at the door, they are everyone's pets."

"Second, don't play nonsense with Lady Hu Tao. She's a bit crazy."

"Third, don't attempt to tread on the boundary between life and death!"

Upon hearing the three things that couldn't be done, Tartaglia showed a surprised expression. Except for the third thing, were the first two serious? But he didn't ask further questions, instead, he noted down these three things. Whether they were true or false, he would have his subordinates verify them when he returned.

"Alright, I've noted them down!"

It was true that listening to advice was eating a full meal. Tartaglia's serious and obedient appearance made Wang Daoyi feel that this Young Master was indeed easy to talk to.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the Funeral Parlor.

At the entrance, there was still the attendant young lady.

"Is Mr. Zhongli available?"

"He's in the backyard. He hasn't been out all day."

"Okay, please take care of this gentleman for a while. I'll go say hello to Mr. Zhongli first!"

Wang Daoyi gestured for the attendant to take Tartaglia to the living room, then went to find Zhongli himself.

Tartaglia didn't ask much, but very obediently followed the young lady's lead to the living room.

Watching Tartaglia walk away, Wang Daoyi headed to Zhongli's courtyard.

As usual, when he entered the courtyard, Zhongli was drinking tea.

"It seems that the Fatui has found you!"

Zhongli spoke, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

"Yes, the 11th seat of the Fatui, Young Master Tartaglia found me and asked me to introduce you to him!"

It was not surprising that Zhongli knew why, as Zhongli hadn't retired yet. As long as he wanted to know something within Liyue Harbor, there was nothing that could be hidden from him.

Obviously, as his guardian, Wang Daoyi was within his sight.

"In that case, let's meet. There will always be a need for them!"

Zhongli's voice was faint but carried some meaning.

Wang Daoyi nodded. This ancient god had already calculated everything and was just waiting for the grand performance to begin.

With Zhongli's consent, Wang Daoyi directly went out to greet Tartaglia and bring him to this courtyard.

Entering the courtyard, Tartaglia saw Mr. Zhongli, the guest of the Funeral Parlor, for the first time.

Feeling the faint nobility emanating from Zhongli, as well as the profound atmosphere he exuded with every movement, Tartaglia felt that he had found the right person.

After introducing the two to each other, Wang Daoyi stopped talking and let the two of them converse.

As the conversation progressed, Tartaglia was astonished to find that Mr. Zhongli's knowledge was truly formidable.

Even when he talked about some winter stories, Zhongli could pick up the thread. When he mentioned some tactics of using swords and spears, Mr. Zhongli could also offer some opinions. Even when he asked about the application of elemental powers, Mr. Zhongli could speak confidently.

As the two talked more and more, they became more engrossed, and gradually, the day turned into dusk, and the sky began to darken.

Coming back to his senses from the conversation, Tartaglia realized that it was already evening, which was rare for him. He showed an embarrassed expression.

"Talking with Mr. Zhongli was truly enjoyable. I didn't notice the time. How about this, I'll host a banquet at the Crescent Pavilion to entertain both of you!"

Of course, that would be great. Both Wang Daoyi and Zhongli generally wouldn't refuse someone who invited them.

(End of Chapter)