The atmosphere gradually grew tense.
Unfortunately, it was one against six, and the advantage was his.
After all, a revolver had six bullets.
Moreover, although it looked like a confrontation, Mu Yang had already marked everyone.
All he was waiting for now was noon.
"Noon has arrived…"
Too bad Mu Yang didn't come with built-in speakers.
Otherwise, there should have been BGM when these six people fell.
He blew away the smoke from the Colt's muzzle.
This was the taste. This was the West!
The Western world within Genshin Impact's worldview!
The system was speechless: Just for this kind of cosplay, you used popularity points to make a revolver. Tsk tsk.
Mu Yang adjusted his cowboy hat and ignored the system's complaints.
It wouldn't understand.
Mu Yang had actually wanted to switch weapons and play around for a while.
However, the Fontaine main storyline required him to show high combat power, so he hadn't changed.
Now that he was in the tourism and information-gathering phase, he could do whatever made him happy.
Besides, no one here knew him anyway.
"Bang bang bang——"
Applause came from above. "Nice marksmanship."
Mu Yang looked up. It was Chasca.
Unfortunately, she had come too late.
Mu Yang smoothly holstered his gun. "You don't mind me stealing your job, right? Don't worry, they were just a few tranquilizer rounds."
Chasca leaped down from her "horse."
She carefully looked Mu Yang up and down. "Do we know each other?"
"The famous Chasca, of course I know what you do." Mu Yang extended his hand.
"Mu Yang, an ordinary traveling merchant."
Out of politeness, Chasca shook Mu Yang's hand.
The moment their hands touched, she felt an unprecedented calm.
'It' had disappeared!
The Abyss energy that had troubled Chasca since childhood had quieted down for the first time.
What was going on?
"Miss Chasca?" Mu Yang saw her frozen and gently called her name.
Only then did Chasca realize she had lost her composure and quickly pulled her hand back.
"Sorry… Could you help me move these people who fell over here?"
She stiffly changed the subject.
While dragging the fallen people, Mu Yang chatted with Chasca.
"I thought you would interrogate me. After all, I was the one who fired first."
Chasca dragged the people into the shade. "I did think about it at first, but seeing how much 'it' trusts you, I felt it wasn't necessary."
Following the direction Chasca pointed, Mu Yang glanced over. It was because of his own Qucusaurus companion.
This was a rather strange little connection. At the time, Mu Yang had been using his lightfoot technique to climb high.
A passing Qucusaurus probably thought he was about to fall and rushed over to support him.
"Although I can't understand what it says, it seems to understand my intentions."
"So that's how it happened…"
"What's wrong? Is there a problem? I think the dragons in Natlan are all quite enthusiastic."
Chasca was speechless. If a Wingless One were here right now, they would probably choose to jump straight off the cliff…
After Chasca's introduction, Mu Yang finally learned the truth.
Qucusaurus were considered the proudest dragons in Natlan.
Because they aimed for the skies.
Even within the Flower-Feather Clan, not every tribal warrior could earn a Qucusaurus's recognition.
Let alone outsiders — no matter how they called, they might never summon one.
Yet Mu Yang was casually lying on a Qucusaurus's back.
This had never been seen before.
Flight required mutual trust, and this was their first contact…
Mu Yang had no idea what Chasca was complaining about in her heart.
He was simply confident enough in his own strength.
At this height, even if he fell, it wouldn't matter.
The most important thing was to maintain high style points.
"Are there many Wingless Ones?"
"Quite a few. And a Flight Trial was just held recently…"
Mu Yang caught the implication in Chasca's words: If he wanted to go to the Flower-Feather Clan, he shouldn't be too flashy…
Mu Yang walked over to his Qucusaurus companion.
The dragon seemed prepared. It lowered its head and let Mu Yang pet it properly.
Then it let out a low cry and flew away.
While Mu Yang was saying goodbye to the dragon, Chasca closed her eyes and searched around herself for traces of 'it.'
'It' was hiding.
This arrogant Abyss that had repeatedly provoked Chasca's own Abyss.
The Abyss that usually made Chasca irritable had today acted completely out of character and hidden itself directly.
The reason Chasca became a mediator
was so that when both sides refused to listen, she could vent her "anger" to suppress the Abyss inside her body.
But today, before she could even make a move, just from a simple handshake with Mu Yang,
she felt such calm.
"So this is what inner peace feels like…"
"Thinking about the Qucusaurus?" Mu Yang walked closer, feeling Chasca had said something. "I already said a proper goodbye to it."
"It's nothing. As thanks for your help, I'll take you to the Flower-Feather Clan."
"Thank you for the trouble."
Flower-Feather Clan.
The two had just reached the tribe's entrance.
A girl in white clothes rushed over.
She completely ignored Mu Yang.
She grabbed Chasca's hand and began checking her.
"The other side!"
Her tone left no room for argument.
Chasca looked a little helpless but did not refuse.
"Chuychu, I'm really fine…"
"Stop. The wound from last time hasn't even healed yet and you're running around again. You always give the same excuse anyway."
The girl named Chuychu refused to let it go and still intended to apply medicine to Chasca.
"It's really fine, Chuychu. This time it was Mr. Mu Yang who took action. He helped me settle it."
Mu Yang nodded slightly, providing evidence for the explanation.
Only after Chuychu finished applying the medicine did she turn to thank Mu Yang.
"Thank you. My sister never knows when to stop…"
"Chuychu."
"Fine, fine, I won't say anything."
Chuychu picked up her medicine box and hurriedly said goodbye to the two.
"Ifa will come today. Father and I have some things to ask him. Let's talk later."
Chasca watched Chuychu's departing figure and rubbed the wound on her hand that had almost fully healed.
"My younger sister is always like this, acting on her own. I'll take you to see Elder Alpa. Trade matters are usually handled by her."
Mu Yang walked beside her. On the matter of acting on one's own and speaking unilaterally, Chasca was probably the same.
As expected of sisters…
However, these two didn't really look alike.
Moreover, from the information Mu Yang had gathered at the Sacred Flame Stadium earlier,
wasn't Chasca raised by a Qucusaurus?
Then this father and younger sister — were they her adoptive family?