Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 218 Rampant Desire

Qin Yuming didn't communicate with the system in his mind through his consciousness. Instead, he directly asked the system, without any hesitation, despite the presence of the foolish instructors at the door.

Hearing Qin Yuming muttering to himself, the Fool's instructor at the door looked completely bewildered. "Ding! Kujavina is not in the strategy list."

Qin Yuming chuckled slightly upon hearing the woman's attempt at sophistry. He then put away the family crest, stood up, and walked confidently out of the room towards the door.

The foolish instructor was furious that Qin Yuming was ignoring him. He gritted his teeth in anger. If it weren't for Kujavina's rule that they couldn't be violent towards the children of the Hearth House, he would have been furious.

This foolish instructor might rush up now and teach Qin Yuming a lesson, if he could, but at this moment, that foolish instructor...

Only then did they realize what was happening. Looking inside, they discovered that the table where Qin Yuming had been sitting was gone, replaced by a floor littered with wood fragments.

Seeing this, even the instructor in the foolish school was dumbfounded.

"Hey, brat, what did you do to the table in the room?!" Hearing the angry voice of the foolish instructor, Qin Yuming remained silent.

"You brat! Let me tell you, that table was made of the finest wood. If those wood scraps scattered all over the floor are from that table, you're finished!"

Qin Yuming remained silent, his hands still in his pockets, and walked towards Kujavina's room. The foolish instructor, seeing this, clenched his fists in anger.

After forcibly suppressing his anger, the foolish instructor quickly contacted someone to get a new table before Kujavina discovered it was destroyed.

Meanwhile, Kudjavina was sitting in the room sipping her red wine. "How's the investigation going?" she suddenly asked.

A member of the Fools' envoys standing to the side also respectfully spoke up: "Your Excellency, we have already inquired in Fontainebleau, and that child named Qin Yuming..."

It did not appear in any of Fontaine's medical records. Kujavina had just taken a sip of her red wine when the door to the room was suddenly opened.

Everyone inside looked towards the doorway, and then saw Qin Yuming walk into the house without any apparent concern and take out a chair from the side.

He sat directly on the other side of Kudjavina, crossed his legs, placed his hands on his lap, and just looked at Kudjavina. The whole process was smooth and effortless.

The Fool's envoy, the Fool's musketeer, and the Fool's instructor stood frozen in place, the surrounding air falling into an utter silence.

Only then did the foolish envoy come to his senses. "Hey, brat, didn't anyone teach you to..." The foolish envoy hadn't finished speaking.

Kujavina raised her hand to interrupt the fool's envoy, and looked at Qin Yuming with a gentle smile. "Good boy..."

"Remember to knock before entering your mother's room; it's basic courtesy. Remember that next time." Qin Yuming completely ignored these words.

He leaned back in his chair like an old man, his hands resting on the back as well. "We'll talk about the rest later. Let's talk about what's happening now. Whatever it is, say it quickly."

"I have very important things to do right now. And whatever you have to say, keep it to 20 words or less." After saying this...

Silence fell over the room again. The musketeer from the Fool's Gang pressed his gun against Qin Yuming's forehead. "Kid, I'm giving you 20 words to repeat what you just said."

Seeing this, Kujavina once again stopped the Fool's Musketeer beside her, who reluctantly lowered his gun.

"My dear child, if you want to play role-playing games, Mommy can play with you later, but right now, Mommy has something important to tell you."

Qin Yuming didn't respond, but instead picked up the glass of red wine that Kujavina had just placed on the table, and just as he brought it to his lips...

Kujavina then reached out and gently took the wine glass from Qin Yuming's hand, saying, "Sweetie, this isn't something little kids should drink."

"Gatori, go get a glass of juice." Kujavina called to the Fool's envoy beside her, who nodded and bowed as he went to fetch a bottle of juice.

He poured it into a glass, but Qin Yuming smiled disdainfully, picked up Kujavina's glass of red wine again, and then splashed it backward, emptying the glass of wine.

He then poured the juice into the glass that Kudjavina had used. Kudjavina was puzzled by this, not understanding the purpose of his actions.

Qin Yuming gently swirled the tempting-looking juice in his hand, a playful, cold smile playing on his lips. "I prefer that warm, comforting taste that belongs only to a mother."

"That should make sense, shouldn't it?" Kujavina paused for a moment upon hearing this, then broke into a gentle, warm smile, her eyes filled with love and understanding.

"My dear child, your mother knows the loneliness in your heart. In this house with the fireplace, every child seems to have a piece missing from their soul."

The longing for a mother's love is like parched land yearning for rain. Rest assured, my dear child, a mother's love will shine like the sun, ensuring no child feels forgotten.

Those well-behaved, sensible, and obedient children will ultimately reap abundant love and deserved rewards.” With that, Kujavina lightly waved her arm.

She gestured to the foolish emissaries beside her to fetch another exquisite cup and refilled it with red wine. "My dear child," she said, "your mother has summoned you here today."

Actually, there's something important to discuss. As for other trivial matters, let's set them aside for now, as you suggested. But now, your mother wants to entrust you with an important task. If you can complete it successfully…

"Then, the reward from your mother will surely satisfy you." Qin Yuming took a sip of his juice. "Tell me what it is."

"My dear child, the children of the Hearth House usually have sparring training. You may not know this now that you're new here, but there will be a training session between you two the day after tomorrow."

"Your mother needs you to win first place in the competition." Hearing Kujavina's request, Qin Yuming smiled slightly and said slowly:

“Mother, battles are based on strength, not like buying vegetables on the street where you can just buy whatever you want.”

Upon hearing this, Kujavina simply said, "But, Mother believes you can do it." Qin Yuming's movements, though seemingly casual, carried an undeniable resolve.

Gently placing the crystal-clear glass of juice on the table, she then lightly leaped and straddled the edge of the table, immediately...

He spun halfway with a rather unrestrained posture, landing steadily with his feet resting on Kujavina's legs, his gaze piercing, firmly fixed on Kujavina before him.

His fingers slowly rose, as if drawn by an invisible force, gently sliding towards Kujavina's delicate chin, a smile full of aggression and wildness playing on his lips.

"Speaking of those so-called brothers and sisters, they may each have their own strengths, and some may even be on par with me, or even surpass me. But if you really ask me to overpower everyone with my strength..."

Taking this supreme first place is not difficult. However, the fruits of this victory must be even more abundant to match my efforts.

At this moment, Qin Yuming's eyes seemed to transform into the entrance to an abyss, filled with greed, madness, and desire—complex emotions that should not belong to a child.

It raged unchecked in his eyes, like a raging fire in a storm, intense and dangerous. It was an undercurrent capable of devouring reason.

A profound depth that sends a chill down your spine yet compels you to explore it. His eyes are more unfathomable than the darkest hole in the night sky.

It is more alluring than a bottomless abyss, as if a single glance would swallow one up by the endless darkness and longing, causing one's soul and will to plummet into that indescribable nothingness.

Even Kujavina, a woman who has weathered countless storms and seen countless trials, was shaken when faced with Qin Yuming's eyes, which seemed to control destiny.

She couldn't help but feel a chill rise up her spine, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily. This feeling lasted for a short while before Kujavina's breathing gradually calmed.

His eyes flashed with a sharp, piercing light, like a venomous snake poised to strike, its tongue flicking, ready to tightly coil around its prey and prevent its escape.

Facing that murderous gaze, Qin Yuming's lips curled into a contemptuous smile. He then lifted his feet off Kujavina's legs.

He slid back up to a semi-circle while sitting on the table, landing steadily on the floor. With that sinister smile, he slowly walked away from Kujavina's room.

He left behind an enigmatic silhouette. Meanwhile, outside, Clementine, having frolicked and caught countless butterflies, was skipping and jumping with glee.

She returned home laden with colorful butterflies, her heart overflowing with joy. The group returned to the fireplace house, laughing and chatting.

Clay rushed forward, pushing open the door of the fireplace house. However, at that very moment, she unexpectedly ran into Qin Yuming, who had just left.

The two nearly collided head-on.