The moment these words were spoken, everyone except Shenhe froze, their expressions practically ready to be turned into reaction stickers.
When had this woman taken up the profession of matchmaker?
“Adeptus…” Before Ganyu could say anything, Liuyun cut her off.
“Even at the age of a half-adept beast, it’s high time you found yourself a partner.
Shenhe is bound in love by the red cord, so this time I’ve come mainly for your sake.
You’re the elder sister; Piers has bones and a constitution the likes of which I’ve never seen.
In the future he’s certain to become an adeptus, and his lifespan would suit you just right.” As she spoke, she even began to wax sentimental.
“The two disciples Gechen took in are both girls, and no new adepti have descended into these mountains.
This adept has no wish for you to spend your life alone.” Eighteen against three thousand—what a fine “just right.” “Adeptus, actually I…” The words Piers was preparing to object with were cut off by Liuyun as well.
“Oh, right—this adept nearly forgot.
After all, you two aren’t that familiar yet.
I could tell you a few stories about little Ganyu when she was small.” “Adeptus!!!” “This adept knows you don’t like to hear them, but they’re not for you—I’m telling them to Piers.” Seeing that Liuyun Adeptus was about to continue, Ganyu rushed straight over, grabbed Piers by the hand, and bolted outside.
“Tsss…
that child.
Come to think of it, it seems he never did pay, did he?
Shenhe, did you bring any money?” …
It wasn’t until they reached the street outside that Ganyu finally stopped and let go of Piers.
“Sorry…
the Adeptus, she…” “It’s fine.
If anything, I’ve taken up a lot of Sister Ganyu’s time.
I hear there’s plenty of work at the Yuehai Pavilion.” “It’s all right.
Today’s original arrangement was actually to meet with you in person anyway, to discuss the follow-up matters of the cooperation between Snezhnaya and Liyue.
I only came over because I’d received the Adeptus’s message on short notice—I never expected Mister Piers to be here too.
Oh, no, I should call you Junior Brother Piers.” Ganyu tilted her head and gave Piers a smile.
Ever since Liuyun had said Piers was her junior brother, Ganyu’s attitude toward him had completely changed.
In her eyes, Piers’s status had shifted from an equal at the negotiating table to a little junior brother who needed looking after.
The inheritance of the adepti was first a matter of temperament, and only afterward of aptitude—which meant Piers’s temperament had certainly passed the test, and he couldn’t be any sort of villain.
“So is Sister Ganyu planning to discuss the follow-up cooperation matters with me now?” “Before I left, I asked Keqing to handle the follow-up affairs for me.
At this hour, she should already have gone to the Northland Bank.
Time like this is rare—Junior Brother, why don’t I give you a little guidance on your cultivation instead?” Sure enough, Ganyu truly couldn’t sit idle for even a moment.
A master who lazed about all day like this—how on earth had she raised a disciple who worked so desperately hard?
“All…
all right…” If he went back now, he’d most likely be dragged off by Keqing to discuss the follow-up cooperation matters.
Work—that was the thing he hated most.
Back in Snezhnaya he’d been forced to put in overtime every single day; if he came to Liyue and had to work overtime too, then he’d have come for nothing.
“Then let’s go to my place.” “Huh?” Did she have to be so direct.
“What’s wrong?” Ganyu was puzzled for a moment, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, her face abruptly went red—the look of which was actually rather endearing.
“Oh, right—Junior Brother is a mortal.
Sorry.
Ordinary folk really do consider it taboo for a man and woman to share a room.” Although the coconut goat had been in Liyue Harbor for a very long time, she’d generally focused on work and had never once invited a man into her room, so little by little she’d nearly forgotten about such things.
“It’s fine.
That’s only a worldly custom.
Sister Ganyu and I are both disciples of adepti, and besides, it’s only cultivation guidance.” Ganyu thought what Piers said made sense, but the Guizhong floating off to the side grew rather displeased.
“Little Piers, I suspect you’re up to no good.
You haven’t taken a fancy to little Ganyu, have you!” Sister Guizhong, have you ever taken on a mortal disciple before?
“I haven’t, no.
Why?” Then have you ever shown me the hidden pitfalls in cultivation?
“Eh?
There are pitfalls?” You’re a born Archon, and the adepti of Jueyun Karst are all naturally born elemental life-forms.
I cultivate up from being a mortal.
You only know that I’m fast—have you never considered there might be pitfalls?
Piers laid out his argument all at once, and Guizhong, listening, actually found it quite reasonable.
So you see, this is me getting Sister Ganyu to check over my cultivation for any hidden pitfalls.
“I just have this feeling something’s not quite right somewhere…” Some ten-odd minutes later, Piers and Ganyu arrived at a small loft beside the Yuehai Pavilion.
Just as Ganyu raised her hand to push the door open and go in, she seemed to remember something and turned her head to look at Piers behind her.
“Junior Brother Piers, my room might be a bit messy.
Why don’t you wait while I tidy up first…” “It’s fine, I’ll help you tidy.
I’ve helped others clean up their rooms before too.” Seeing Ganyu still hesitating and not opening the door for the longest time, Piers simply stepped forward and shoved it open.
With the sound of the door swinging in came a great heap of papers and documents crashing down.
Luckily Piers reacted quickly and barely managed to dodge aside in time.
The bookshelf against the wall was already crammed full, there were hardly any spots on the floor to set a foot, and not a single bed could be seen in the entire room.
“Sorry.
You didn’t get hurt, did you?” “I’m fine.” Piers had figured Ganyu’s room would probably be piled with documents, but “piled” had been an exaggeration in his mind—just a fair amount, really.
He hadn’t expected “piled” to be literal.
“That’s good.
I’d better go in and tidy up first.
Those documents need me to put them away myself, or it’ll be a hassle to find them next time.” Before Piers could even agree, Ganyu ducked straight inside.
One could only say she was every bit the seasoned hand who’d worked for so many years—in just a few minutes she’d cleared out a little patch in front of her where a person could stand.
Only then did Piers see clearly: the bed in Ganyu’s room wasn’t merely out of sight—there simply wasn’t one at all.
Even if Ganyu slept little, surely she didn’t need to go without a bed entirely?
“Sister Ganyu, where’s the bed in your room?” “I’m usually busy with work.
When I really get sleepy, I just slump over the desk for a short nap and that’s enough.
Without a bed I can store more documents—it’s convenient for work.
Junior Brother, sit down first and let me see what you look like when you cultivate.” Piers obediently sat cross-legged on the floor and set the technique Guizhong had given him circulating within his body.
The motes of Lightrealm power began to gather in from all around.
Ganyu rested her hand on Piers’s shoulder and closed her eyes.
A thread of pale-blue adept power flowed down her hand into Piers’s body.
A few seconds later, when she opened her eyes, a trace of surprise showed in them—she’d discovered that Piers’s meridians were very thin.
The slenderness of the meridians meant Piers had only been cultivating for a short while, yet Ganyu found that the adept power coursing through them flowed at a very fast speed.
Although she had already perceived that Piers had excellent cultivation talent, she’d never imagined it would be this good.
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