Genshin Impact: I'm The Envoy of Snezhnaya-Chapter 113: Then Destroy It
Chapter 113 - 113: Then Destroy It
As the play concluded, the crowd gradually dispersed into the rain. While discussing the performance, people also spoke of "Mr. Yun." Without a doubt, the title "Mr. Yun" was on its way to becoming widely recognized by the people of Liyue.
Bai Luo opened his umbrella and stepped into the endless rain. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms from his umbrella caught the attention of nearby onlookers, who nearly mistook it for someone bringing fresh flowers into the scene.
The seemingly fragile oil-paper umbrella held firm against the wind and rain, its soft pitter-patter sounds giving onlookers the impression it might break at any moment—but it remained intact.
"Care for a walk?"
At that moment, a beautiful woman approached Bai Luo, carrying an umbrella of her own. Her elegant attire hinted at her extraordinary status; the fabric was so exquisitely soft that even Bai Luo found it remarkable. Ordinary citizens of Liyue could never afford such luxury.
"Sure."
Bai Luo had a suspicion about her identity, though he wasn't entirely certain. Nevertheless, he agreed to accompany her.
As she stood beside Bai Luo, those who had been covertly watching him quickly disappeared. Only the Fatui agents lingered nearby, likely fearing she might pose a threat to him.
Ever since Bai Luo had entered Liyue Harbor, the Fatui's informants stationed in Liyue had noticed his presence. However, knowing his temperament, none dared approach him directly.
The woman's umbrella, adorned with a fangsheng pattern, exuded more dignity than Bai Luo's red plum blossom umbrella.
She had the distinct features of a native of Liyue, with golden eyes that faintly revealed a diamond shape. Her demeanor was composed and graceful, her every move radiating nobility.
On her left ear hung a delicate gold earring, from which a tassel of golden threads swayed gently. Despite her lack of makeup or embellishments, her beauty surpassed that of those meticulously adorned. It was a natural elegance unmatched by others.
Evening had fallen after the play, and most merchants at Liyue Harbor had already packed up and left. The docks were now deserted except for a few workers guarding the ships.
The waves crashed against the harbor, producing rhythmic splashes that echoed through the air. Though forceful, the waves couldn't budge the harbor even slightly—a testament to the protection of the Geo Archon, who had safeguarded this land for millennia.
"Hey, you two! Don't stand so close to the edge! The waves might sweep you away!"
An old fisherman, clad in a straw raincoat and carrying strings of freshly caught fish, called out to Bai Luo and the woman.
He couldn't understand why these wealthy individuals always sought so-called "poetic" moments. Standing at the edge in this dreadful weather—weren't they afraid of being swallowed by the waves?
Just recently, Old Li's granddaughter had been swept away by a rogue wave. If not for an adeptus' intervention, she might have been dragged to the seafloor to feed the sea monsters.
And yet, when the adeptus saved her, Old Li's family had offered fresh sunsetias as a token of gratitude. The adepti, who abstain from worldly delicacies and only consume mountain spring water and morning dew, found such offerings inappropriate.
To everyone's surprise, the adeptus' expression darkened at the sight of the fruit, as if facing a grave threat. This left Old Li's family distressed for days, worried they had offended the adeptus somehow.
"Elder, we understand. You should also head home soon and avoid lingering here," Bai Luo said, removing his mask.
Without the mask, it was impossible to associate him with the nightmare feared by many in Snezhnaya. Instead, he exuded an approachable warmth—like Liu Da, the ferryman; Wang Er, the dockhand; or Zhang San, a familiar figure in Yanfei's stories.
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No matter where he appeared or what job he performed, Bai Luo seemed perfectly at home, arousing no suspicion. Some might even find him so charming that wealthy daughters would fall for him.
"Alright, just take care," the old fisherman said. Realizing he couldn't dissuade them, he stopped trying. Humming a tune, he headed home with his fish.
"So, what do you think?"
The woman, gazing at the turbulent sea, turned to Bai Luo for his opinion. She seemed to be asking whether they should heed the old fisherman's advice—or perhaps she was asking what he thought of Liyue Harbor.
"Compared to here, the northern seas are still much colder," Bai Luo replied.
In Snezhnaya's harbors, snow blankets everything. Though the waves pose no threat, breaking through the ice presents its own challenges.
"Have you found your ship? The one that can bear your weight?"
"I'm already aboard," Bai Luo said with a smile, standing in the rain.
"And if an iceberg looms ahead, will you still stay with it through life and death?"
The woman lightly tapped her foot on the dock. The raging waves seemed to calm under her influence, their splashes softening.
"Then I'll find a way to avoid that iceberg."
Bai Luo glanced at her pale, delicate feet without any improper thoughts. He knew this woman was not someone he could disrespect.
"And if avoiding it is impossible?"
"Then I'll destroy it."
Without hesitation, Bai Luo answered.
If the iceberg sought to destroy them, then no one would live to see another day. Bai Luo might act cautiously most of the time, but when the moment called for it, he was more ruthless than anyone else. He had even stabbed himself three times just to maximize his own strength.
Though he couldn't die, the pain had been very real.
This was someone who was as ruthless to himself as to others—a person you absolutely couldn't afford to provoke.
"If only you'd been born a few years earlier, the world would have been much livelier," the woman said with a wistful look in her golden eyes, followed by a sigh.
Hypotheticals were just that—hypotheticals. What had already happened could not be changed.
Now, the contract between the Tsaritsa and her was worth reconsidering. However, if she were to relinquish power so easily, could Liyue remain as tranquil and harmonious as it was now? How would the adepti respond? What stance would the Qixing take?
If it were a battlefield, it would be simpler—a single shot to end it all, and there'd be no more worries.
But there were too many considerations. After being injured by Bai Luo last time, she had already begun delegating power. As expected, Tianquan and Yuheng had shouldered the responsibilities without hesitation.
But that alone wasn't enough. It proved their administrative talents, but not their ability to act decisively when the situation called for it.
If she were to step back entirely, Liyue Qixing would need to prove they could protect Liyue on all fronts.
In the early days, establishing Liyue had provoked the wrath of many gods. If she were to retreat, would Liyue still be able to fend off those vengeful gods?
And then there was her old friend. The resurgence of the Vishap race hinted at his return. Without her presence, could Liyue withstand his fury?
The road ahead was long and arduous.
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Tn: The woman is Zhongli in female form
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