RPAGF Chapter 267 What about me, such a big person?
Chapter 267 What about me, such a big person?
Half an hour later, Nilu came downstairs humming a cheerful tune. It was clear that the little dancer was in a very good mood.
The girl was wearing a dress that she rarely wore out on a normal day. The white dress was adorned with purple Patissara flowers, giving it a fresh and lively feel with a touch of mystery.
If it weren't for this special date, she wouldn't have bothered choosing such elaborate attire.
Let her think of somewhere that would be a good place to go today.
It's been a long time since I've strolled through the Grand Bazaar with Mu Feng... but there are too many familiar faces there, and it's easy to run into someone and have trouble explaining things...
Pusper Cafe has some desserts she's always wanted to try, and... Zen Garden looks pretty good too, maybe...
The girl was happily making plans in her heart, but just then, she suddenly realized that something was amiss.
Wait a minute... isn't it a little too quiet downstairs?
A bad feeling suddenly arose, and Nilu, not caring that her sash was not yet fully tied, rushed downstairs.
The living room was deserted, and the area from the living room to the porch was in a mess, with only the wide-open bedroom door swaying in the wind.
Nilu: !!! A thief broke into the house?! Where's my Mufeng brother?! Where did my big Mufeng brother go?!
Although the porch was in a mess, the intruders seemed to politely and patiently pick up everything they had knocked over, which was quite professional...
...Ah, a chubby Patty Sharan Peach Mushroom Pudding!
The young dancer stood with her hands on her hips, puffing out her cheeks. Since it wasn't robbery, and the way he entered her house was so practiced, the identity of the real culprit was already obvious.
Dina Zede! Her dear best friend has stolen her house!
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On the other side, in Xumi City, at the Humayi Chamber of Commerce.
I, Ford Papal, the butler of the Humayi family, have worked for the Humayi family for forty years, serving two generations of family heads. The intrigue and backstabbing are nothing more than minor storms.
During my desert expedition years ago, a mercenary's blade was only an inch away from my chest, and I didn't even flinch.
I once thought that after experiencing life and death, nothing in this world could move me anymore.
Until the last moment, he saw the young lady he had watched grow up and her bodyguard carrying a sack home from outside, oblivious to everyone else, and going straight into the basement.
The old butler remained silent. If he wasn't mistaken, the sack had been moving just now, hadn't it?
That basement was built many years ago; he remembered it was the young lady's suggestion, saying it was for storing goods.
However, while he was repairing it, he heard the young lady muttering something about how it would be better to lock her up if she didn't behave, which was another matter entirely.
The housekeeper silently mourned for the victim for three seconds, then turned and went into the house to have some tea.
As I get older, my eyesight isn't good, and my memory has declined a lot. Drinking tea is still the best option.
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Meanwhile, in the underground secret room of Humayi's family.
I am Mu Feng, a Teyvat time traveler, the former Great Sage of Sumeru, and a Grass God agent from the era of Azhar, codenamed Pangolin.
One day, when my childhood friend, the dancer Nilu, and I were planning to go to the Grand Bazaar together, we unexpectedly witnessed the two eavesdropping outside the house plotting something.
At the time, I was so focused on eavesdropping on the plot that I overlooked another accomplice who came up from behind with a sack.
Snap! So fast! They tried to trick me, they tried to ambush this 500-year-old (at least for now) comrade.
One of them forced me to drink an unknown purple potion, and when I woke up, my body was already...
[Host, that's enough. Stop making a big deal out of it. It's just a bottle of ordinary grape juice.]
The system couldn't stand it anymore; there were more of these things in the cellars of Mondstadt Dawn Winery than Barbatos had caught fish.
The only special thing was that bottle of grape juice from Mondstadt, which the young lady had personally fed to him, sip by sip.
Mu Feng chuckled. To be honest, it was imported grape juice, and the taste was even comparable to Narcissus's bath... cough cough.
He didn't say anything; he hadn't drunk it and didn't know.
Standing by the door, Dixia rubbed her forehead and subconsciously turned her face away, unable to bear to look at her.
Although it's a reunion after a long separation, isn't Miss being a little too bold now?
Even she, a desert dweller who is not usually sensitive to emotions, felt her cheeks burning at this moment.
The mercenary girl glanced at the person who was being "brutally ravaged" and couldn't help but cast a look of sympathy and apology at him.
Sorry, they had only heard some rumors and were planning to go to Nilu to find out more information.
The result... well, it was an unexpected surprise, but the young lady seemed quite unhappy that a certain guy hadn't come to see her first after returning to Sumeru. So, without further ado, she...
Dixia shrugged, a hint of helplessness in her blue-gold eyes. Mercenaries, after all, do what they're paid to do; it's not shameful.
Deep down, she was actually quite happy to see someone again. After all, she had always kept her father's matter in mind, and now she had a chance to express her gratitude.
But before that, someone has to get out of the basement alive first, because if the young lady gets angry, it can be quite terrifying.
Putting aside Dixia, who was acting as a third wheel, Mu Feng, who was lying comfortably on Dina Zede's lap, turned to look at the girl who was giving him a lap pillow, and looked somewhat helpless.
"My dear lady, may I get up now?"
Judging by the time, that girl Nilu should have realized something was wrong by now, and she's probably on her way.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Sumeru version of the Shura Field will fire its first shot in this cramped basement.
Dina Zede wiped the water from her lips, her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes hazy and filled with a hint of resentment.
Honestly... only Brother Mufeng would say something like that, right? Just like before, he's such a blockhead.
She reached out and pressed Mu Feng's forehead, pouting in dissatisfaction, giving a haughty hum, and uttering a few words briefly:
"Hmph... Of course... no way!"
He left without saying goodbye for so long, and now that he's back, he doesn't even come looking for her. Does he really think the basement he built in her house is just for show?
If she's not satisfied today, Brother Mufeng won't be able to leave this basement for a single step, as Dina Zedai said!
Ignoring someone's protests, the girl's soft lips pressed against his once more, greedily absorbing his love.
But... none of that matters anymore, as long as it's you.
However, the young lady, immersed in the joy of their long-awaited reunion, seemed to have forgotten another very important matter.
"Um... Open the door! Zuber Theater!"
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