“Mr. Navilet, Charlotte, Kachina, and Nilou… I’ve found all of you.”
The nine people in the proxy livestream were gathered together.
Marannie: “Mu Chen, you’re amazing. Did you organize this?”
“It’s just a collaboration with the official Liyue invitation. Since we’ve been on live stream, everyone should know me.”
Kineechi nodded: “Makes sense.”
Seno: “Mu Chen, why isn’t there a Seven Sacred Summoning duel?”
You card shark—
Kachina: “It’s so fun. I never expected it. Mu Chen, you are truly incredible. I want to learn from you.”
“Kachina is also incredible.” Mu Chen responded to her.
It will be held at eight o’clock tonight.
Nahida: “It’s so novel. This is the first time I’ve seen a performance in person.”
Mu Chen nodded: “If you have anything to do, handle it yourself. I believe this won’t hold you back too much. Tomorrow, we’ll have a small bonfire party.”
Nilou smiled happily: “Mr. Mu Chen, you’re so thoughtful. Thank you.”
Seno: “It’s best to include Seven Sacred Summoning.”
Charlotte: “Mu Chen, when can I interview you?”
“When I go to Fontaine, I guess.”
The atmosphere was lively, as if countless people were camping outdoors.
As the sky gradually darkened, the ambient lights began to glow.
And in the air, Ningguang’s Jade Chamber also floated to this location. She and Yelan stood at a high point looking down. They could even hear the discussions below.
The Qixing soldiers were sitting in a scattered manner nearby. There weren’t many of them, because Mu Chen had mobilized the punished Favonius Knights, Yashiro Commission members, and Fontaine guards from various countries.
At seven fifty in the evening, all the lights suddenly went out.
At this time, the mischievous Hu Tao came out to tell ghost stories: “They say that once, there were a group of ghosts living on this Wuwang Slope. Whoever spoke loudly, they would eat their tongue…”
Hu Tao suddenly walked out from the red light. Behind her was a booger ghost, startling some people.
Hu Tao appeared behind the big trees sometimes, and by the pond other times, telling her stories.
She left a deep impression on many people.
The 77th generation head of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, so young and cute, there must be something special about her to be a proxy.
The ghost stories ended, and the lights turned on.
Mu Chen and Keqing stood on the stage.
Keqing: “Gentlemen and ladies from the seven nations.”
Mu Chen: “Welcome to Liyue’s special—Coffin Lid Seven Nations Party!”
Keqing looked at Mu Chen in surprise. What kind of name was that?
“Hahaha.”
“Hahaha.”
“It’s hilarious. That girl is called the beautiful girl host, and she’s dumbfounded.”
“She probably doesn’t know.”
Keqing: “I am Keqing, one of the Qixing in Liyue. I represent the official Liyue authorities in charge of this party.”
Mu Chen: “Thanks to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Feiyun Commerce Guild, Yunhan Society, the Tiger’s Mouth Culinary Street, and the Northland Bank for sponsoring this party.”
Keqing: “Tonight, we gather here.”
Mu Chen looked at the sky: “Tonight’s moonlight… isn’t bright enough.”
“Hahaha.”
“Hahaha.”
Keqing: “Let’s enjoy the performances together.”
Mu Chen shielded his hand: “If you’re interested next time, sign up in advance.”
Keqing: “Enjoy the first performance, brought to you by the proxy Xinyan—Heat Up!”
Rainbow Circus Devorak applauded happily.
Xinyan took her guitar to the stage. She came up with a passionate song: “Let’s sing for the resistance, ignite it!”
The atmosphere of the whole venue was instantly elevated.
Mu Chen and Keqing stood by the stage as hosts.
Keqing also widened her eyes: “This is the first time I’ve officially seen Xinyan perform. I used to follow her around.”
Xinyan finished one song: “Let’s do another song—Erupting Blaze!”
“Good!”
“Miss Xinyan is amazing!”
The cheers were like waves.
Xinyan was excited. This was the first time she had been on such a stage: “I’m a little excited. It’s my first time. Let me get a feel for it.”
Rock time!
Listen to my loudest sound!
Waves of applause. Xinyan finished two songs, bowed excitedly, and thanked everyone.
Xingqiu and Hu Tao went on stage.
Hu Tao: “Storytelling, opera, and persuasion to the people!”
Xingqiu: “Three great paths, walk down the center!”
Hu Tao: “What’s our next program?”
Xingqiu: “Coming to Liyue, how could you not listen to a few verses of storytelling. Please welcome Liyue’s storyteller—Tian Tiezui!”
Tian Tiezui walked out, bowed towards three directions, and opened his paper fan: “This story goes…”
Tian Tiezui told a few stories. Many people also learned about Liyue’s culture and stories.
In between, Xingqiu and Hu Tao sent out some benefits to the audience, holding a riddle competition, and giving away some pastries.
And when Yun Jin’s performance came on, she stunned the audience.
“This is Liyue’s drama?”
“That voice. I immediately got goosebumps.”
“Is that Yun a proxy?”
“I thought these were just some ordinary programs. I didn’t expect them to be so amazing.”
“You Inazumans don’t know. Yun’s performance, we Liyue people, even if we want to see it, we might not get to.”
Xingqiu and Chongyun danced with their swords. There were also many Liyue artists who signed up to perform.
The atmosphere was incredibly lively.
Ningguang and Yelan sat on the Jade Chamber, with some pastries on the table, and two secretaries behind them.
“Mu Chen, you’re a traveler. Tell us about what you’ve seen outside of Teyvat.”
“Yes, yes. Some stories from outside the world.”
Not only the audience, but even Xingqiu and Keqing were interested.
Mu Chen stood on stage: “It’s still early. So, I’ll tell you all about that romantic long epic about gods and demons that we all love—Journey to the West.”