The two turned around.
Appearing before them was a white-haired young woman in a qipao.
The young woman stood up, patted the wrinkles on her clothing, and calmly looked at Cid the old uncle and little Eula.
Cid the old uncle looked at the composed white-haired young woman in front of him and felt she was very familiar.
She feels… a bit like Ningguang?
Hm…
Although he didn't know why Ningguang would be in the same trade.
But if it was her, there probably wasn't anything to worry about.
Thinking this, old uncle just smiled at Ningguang.
That's it—pretend he didn't see anything.
In Cid the old uncle's eyes, he was probably just some weirdo who smiled and acted like he saw nothing.
But from the young woman's perspective…
The silvery moonlight fell like gauze, enveloping the two before her.
The man's short hair was neat and tidy, his brows curved into gentle arcs, his aura warm and mild like spring sunlight. His warm smile softened the slightly cold moonlight.
His black attire made his posture straight and upright like a pine, the dark red plum blossom embroidery on his chest resembling gentle blooms in a snowy night, adding a touch of mystery.
The blue-haired woman stood quietly, an ice-blue gem hair clip glinting coldly in her hair. Her mist-blue dress outlined her slender figure.
Her back was straight, proud like a frost-covered pine. Her gaze was cool and indifferent as she looked toward her, surrounded by an aura that kept others at a thousand paces.
Every gesture exuded elegance laced with an innate cold arrogance.
The calm lake surface far below the platform reflected their figures. The distant towering mountains were majestic, yet they all paled in comparison, reduced to mere backdrop.
Completely unaware of how he looked in the young woman's eyes—wearing a set of clothes plus Lawrence family etiquette training—old uncle tugged little Eula, turned back, and continued gazing at the scenery behind them.
Little Eula glanced at the "colleague," then turned back to pretend to admire the moon with Cid the old uncle.
But contrary to Cid the old uncle's expectations, the footsteps approaching from behind didn't fade—instead, they got closer and closer.
"Sir, are you interested in the new regulations Lord Rex Lapis is about to issue?"
New regulations from old man Zhongli?
Calculating the days, in about ten days it should be the Rite of Descension, right?
"You have ideas?"
...
Old uncle Cid didn't quite understand what Ningguang had just said.
Condensed into one sentence: The Rite of Descension is coming soon, tourist traffic will be huge, and it's expected that selling Rex Lapis merchandise will be very profitable. Ningguang has prepared samples of merchandise tailored to foreigners' tastes.
It was originally a good plan, but a competitor ruthlessly exploited a loophole, legally blocking the supply contract.
The reason for the block is that the competitor plans to monopolize for a wave and then run off, but unfortunately it can't be reported yet because they haven't run.
So right now Ningguang is short on funds and wants to attract investment to break the monopoly; otherwise, once the contract period passes, she'll likely lose everything.
Invest? Can I do that?
Cid the old uncle pulled out his adventurer's license and calculated the money he had stored with the Adventurers' Guild.
50,000 Mora saved from being the delivery king in Mondstadt, 420,000 Mora from exploring regions and opening treasure chests in Liyue, 830,000 Mora from subjugating dangerous monsters, and as the sole pioneer in Dragonspine—pioneering bonuses plus monster materials plus researcher funding—4.23 million Mora. Total: 5.53 million Mora.
Oh, with Ningguang, when it comes to investing, I feel like I can just lie down and win. Mm, since I'm at this large merchant banquet anyway, let's go straight with 5 million.
Cid held up five fingers. "How about this amount?"
Ningguang looked at old uncle's hand and cautiously asked, "Five hundred thousand? Isn't that too much?"
Hm…
Oops, it seems old uncle me has already entered the wealthy class?