MM Racing Chapter 74 Wanmin Hall
Chapter 74 Wanmin Hall
Mingxun placed the veil on the table to the side, her face flushed from running.
She stood there for a moment to catch her breath before speaking, "I'm sorry I'm late."
Xiangling stepped forward kindly and patted her back: "It's okay, it's okay. Actually, it's not time for us to start work yet, so there's no need for you to be in such a hurry."
Mingxun shook her head: "We agreed that I would lend a hand when things got busy, but with so many customers now, I can't afford to dawdle."
She seemed completely oblivious to the two acquaintances sitting next to her, her mind preoccupied with the work ahead.
However, Hu Tao was naturally enthusiastic and couldn't help but approach acquaintances to build rapport. When she discovered that the helper Xiang Ling had mentioned was actually a client from a few days ago, she immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Miss Xun Ming! It's you!"
"Master Hu?" Mingxun turned around and looked at her blankly, still a little confused.
Xiangling looked left and right, and finally asked in puzzlement, "You two know each other?"
Hu Tao explained, "Yes, a few days ago Miss Xunming encountered some trouble and came to the Hall of Rebirth for help. We got to know each other after a while."
"What a coincidence!" Xiangling said with a smile. "In that case, Xunming, you can stay here for a while and let Hu Tao keep you company and chat with you. That way, you won't be too bored."
"But--"
Before Mingxun could finish speaking, customers started calling from the other end. Xiangling replied loudly while pressing her down to sit at the walnut table. "Alright, you can start helping when it's time. It's not too busy yet, the two of us can handle it perfectly well."
The two people she was referring to were naturally Master Mao and herself.
In the kitchen, Chef Mao was wielding his spatula with great enthusiasm, but for some reason, the atmosphere here had become awkward.
Xiangling's press just now placed Mingxun directly opposite Zhongli, but the man never looked up at her. Mingxun pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.
As always, Hu Tao was oblivious, completely failing to notice the awkward atmosphere, only showing warmth upon seeing an acquaintance.
She pressed Ming, bombarding her with questions: "Isn't Miss Xun Ming supposed to live in Shenyu Valley? Why is she looking for work in Liyue Harbor now?"
Mingxun replied somewhat absentmindedly, "Actually, I don't have a place to stay in Chenyu Valley. Before, I slept in a rather secluded room in my grandfather's house, which I had cleaned up myself. After the house collapsed last time, I had nowhere to go."
"I stayed at the inn in Chenyu Valley for a while a few days ago, but the expenses were too high. When I came back to pay respects to my grandfather, I had already quit my job there. Now I have no source of income, so I can only look for work everywhere."
"It's a pity that the main business of Shenyu Valley is drying tea leaves, which I know nothing about. I'm only passable at brewing tea, which is really not enough in Shenyu Valley, where most families are tea-producing families." She twisted her fingers, lowered her head and smiled shyly. "So after thinking it over, I decided to come to Liyue Harbor to try my luck. Unexpectedly, I happened to run into Wanmin Hall hiring assistants, so I decided to stay and work here."
"Besides, Miss Xiangling is a very good person..."
The person opposite her still kept their head down. As Mingxun spoke, her gaze also fell on the table, and she nervously held the water that Xiangling had just poured for her.
Completely oblivious to anything amiss, Hu Tao nodded happily in agreement: "Yes, yes! Xiang Ling is such a kind-hearted person!"
She rattled off a long list of her best friends' virtues, but received no response for a long time. So she opened her eyes wide to see what they were doing.
This was quite a surprise. The nerve that was always off track finally caught up with her. Hu Tao looked left at the silent Zhong Li and right at the nervous Ming Xun, and belatedly realized that something was wrong.
She tugged at Zhong Li: "Guest, why haven't you said anything? You didn't even greet Miss Xun Ming."
Mingxun quickly waved her hand, "It's alright, it's alright. Sir was probably thinking about something else, it's normal that he didn't notice me!"
Before Hu Tao could complain any further, Zhong Li spoke up: "The Hall Master is right. I was rude. Please don't mind, Miss Xun Ming."
Would Mingxun mind?
Of course not, in fact, she was quite satisfied with Zhong Li's performance.
The man's subconscious avoidance was enough for her to know that her backup plan had worked, after all, the last time they met, Zhong Li had treated her with a very businesslike attitude.
So she slowly smiled at Zhong Li, a smile that Ming Xun used most often in front of Morax: "It's alright, sir, you don't need to worry about me."
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"It's alright, sir, you don't need to worry about me."
When Morax's gaze fell on her, Mingxun subconsciously shook her head and gave a docile, ingratiating smile: "My lord, please go forward. I will protect everyone behind you."
At this time, it was a peaceful period before a battle began, and the gods, as was customary, came to the temple to bid farewell to their priests.
This was originally a laughable ritual, since the demon god was a supreme being in this era, why would he need to report his whereabouts to humans who were as insignificant as ants? But in Morax's territory, such rituals became the norm.
Morax doesn't care what others do; he only does what he wants to do.
Just as when all the demons were chasing and killing, trying to wipe out all their kind, he only took action when those guys might pose a threat to the tribe.
At first, Mingxun was also a little flattered, after all, the previous demon god she served had never done this, no, to be more precise, she had never even come into contact with that demon god.
The choice of which demon god a tribe serves is determined by whose territory the tribe lives in. Although demon gods love humans, there are simply too many people in their territories. Most demon gods simply fulfill their duty of protection and fight off invading demon gods, without ever having much interaction with the humans in their territory.
The position of priest is merely a formality, a superficial one, and most tribal chiefs will directly hold this position concurrently.
Almost no tribe has ever been founded by a human and a demon god like them. Perhaps that is why the bond between Morax and her is far greater than others. As a priestess, Mingxun became the only one who could truly communicate directly with the gods.
But that wasn't what she wanted; she wanted more, much more.
Thinking of this, Mingxun raised her eyes without changing her expression and stared intently at the person in front of her.
Morax didn't react. Perhaps he did sense Mingxun's intense gaze, but humans posed no threat to him, and he couldn't think of any reason why Mingxun would want to offend him.
His expression remained unchanged; he simply nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."
During his campaigns, most of the immortals would accompany him, which would make the tribe's defenses much more relaxed. However, Morax had once bestowed upon Mingxun a portion of divine power, which should be enough if nothing unexpected happened.
"I'll be back in about two weeks," he said.
Mingxun nodded, then fell into deep thought.
The demon that Morax is going to eliminate this time is no ordinary demon. That guy comes from the seabed. As Liu Yun said, he has already dealt with all the demons in the nearby sea area. He is the uncrowned king of the seabed.
Coincidentally, Morax is also the uncrowned king of this land.
He wiped out almost all the demons around him, leaving only a few who voluntarily submitted and barely survived.
Mingxun didn't know who was stronger between the two, but she had witnessed Morax's power, and she found it hard to believe that such a powerful man could lose.
But what if?
Just as she was pondering the possible outcomes of the war and how he should respond, she suddenly heard a man cough softly.
"Huh?" Mingxun looked up blankly, only to find that the guy who usually left immediately after giving instructions was still standing there for some reason this time.
"grown ups?"
Morax looked down at her and said, "I'm leaving."
Mingxun's expression became even more bewildered. Of course she knew he was leaving, but why hadn't he left yet?
Of course, she couldn't ask that question aloud. After all, Morax looked like he was waiting for her to say something first. But he never liked to speak too directly, so she had to guess what he was thinking.
Mingxun vaguely realized something and suddenly started to shed tears.
She reached out and tugged at Morax's sleeve, her emerald eyes misting over with tears. "My lord, please promise me you won't get hurt like last time, okay?"
Her crying was sudden, even somewhat fake, but Morax seemed quite satisfied.
—He has always liked this side of himself, and Mingxun knows this very well, otherwise she wouldn't always pretend to be weak.
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People's preferences cannot change overnight, Mingxun believed, so when facing Zhongli, she habitually used the same methods as before.
She simply forgot that this wasn't something that happened overnight, but rather over thousands of years.
Zhong Li's expression remained unchanged, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor. After Hu Tao called his name, he no longer deliberately avoided her gaze but looked at her frankly.
"Miss Xunming is too kind. If I were to act as if I didn't care about you, then Master Hu would be very rude to me."
Walnut pouted and muttered, "This guest elder is really unkind, speaking ill of people to their faces!"
Zhongli just laughed: "What you say to someone's face isn't considered bad advice. In the past, it would have been called remonstrance, a courageous act worthy of praise."
Unable to argue with him, Hu Tao angrily poked at the plate with her chopsticks.
Xiangling quickly stopped his childish behavior.
The latter, carrying a freshly baked, hot breakfast, struggled to free one hand and flicked Hu Tao on the forehead: "Be careful, don't break my brand new tableware!"
Hu Tao became even angrier.
Mingxun's attention finally shifted from Zhongli to the two of them, and she couldn't help but smile slightly.
Zhong Li's fingertips, which were lightly tapping the table, suddenly paused.
However, Mingxun did not notice this minor lapse in composure. After Xiangling arrived, she realized that she should leave and, despite Xiangling's refusals, followed behind her to help.
Trying to make her presence felt shouldn't be rushed, especially since Zhong Li's attitude towards her is still somewhat intriguing. Staying too long might backfire.
We still need to take it slowly. Ming thought to herself.
She needed to make him pity and cherish her, just like before, before she could reveal everything and make him hate her...
(End of this chapter)
The author says: I'm writing, I'm writing, it's just a little slow...
Yes, that's right, I changed the cover again. In short, I love the height difference!
It's a scene where the daughter secretly watches Morax before the battle, but it's a pity the artist drew Morax too softly, failing to capture his fierce and ruthless nature. _(:з」∠)_
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