A perfectly fine person, what a pity he has a mouth.
If he didn't speak, he could still exude an air of silent authority, but once he opens his mouth, you know exactly what he's made of.
He gives off the same feeling as a Siberian Husky.
When still, you think it's a wolf; as soon as it moves, you know it's a dog.
But for those being bluffed, it's different.
As long as the first impression is right, everything after that just needs to be somewhat normal and it's fine.
Little Eula was a bit nervous—it's normal for a child to feel this way the first time they deceive their family.
And when Cid Kagerou saw little Eula's nervousness…
The childish "king of the kids" attribute from his younger days activated.
Nervous? That's impossible!
Right now, I am a noble young master from a prestigious Liyue family!
In my original world, the ancestors who managed to survive to this day basically all had great figures behind them.
Saying I have noble blood isn't exactly a lie.
Most importantly, the one standing at attention over there is already panicking first—the advantage is mine!
...
From Eula's cousin's perspective:
"Young man, there's no need to be nervous." The middle-aged man in front of him spoke, his voice low and magnetic, carrying the distinct accent of Liyue. "I mean no harm."
My gaze, however, noticed the Vision at the middle-aged noble's waist—it was a Liyue-style one.
"Adrian Lawrence, that's my name." That innate restraint of Liyue people slightly eased my excessive tension, prompting me to fully state my name.
But because I was still a little nervous, my etiquette wasn't quite up to par—I could clearly feel my hand trembling.
The person before me was probably a noble from Liyue, with a status comparable to the head of our Lawrence family.
"Hm, Adrian. It seems your elders have educated you well." The middle-aged man looked behind me. "Very good."
I knew exactly what he meant—discovering a clan member missing and braving the blizzard to search for them was a behavior that earned points anywhere when it came to protecting the future.
"Sir, this isn't a suitable place to talk. Why don't we head to the Lawrence family's camp to rest first?"
"Very well. I also have important matters to discuss with you all."
The process of leading this Liyue noble was unexpectedly smooth—there was almost no trouble along the way.
But I only felt immense pressure, because this senior's gaze had been fixed on me the entire time.
Maintain noble poise! I can't disgrace the Lawrence family!
...
"Is this your Lawrence camp?" Cid looked at the camp that was basically just a campfire and fell silent.
"Yes, sir!" The young man's voice was loud and full of spirit.
"Are you training the spirit of enduring hardship?" This place isn't even as good as the camp I dug out with my bare hands in half an hour.
The young man fell silent.
Cid instantly understood—the Lawrence family really is poor.
"Never mind. It seems the Lawrence family has truly fallen."
Cid let out a helpless sigh.
The young man said nothing, while little Eula watched the old uncle's performance.
"This is an invitation. I'm very satisfied with Eula Lawrence of the Lawrence family and plan to take her abroad for training."
"Sir, according to etiquette, the invitation should…"
Cid the old uncle took out a piece of Magite ore—this ore symbolized a beautiful and unbreakable contract.
"I know it should be discussed with your elders, but you've all disappointed me greatly."
"Etiquette is built upon honor, and material foundations determine spiritual ones. You…"
Cid saw anger rising in the young man.
It was clear that if he kept talking, the young man was about to fight to defend the family's honor.