Although he knew Little Eula had misunderstood, Makoto didn't go up to explain.
Because he and Eula didn't know each other yet, and it was late at night,
rashly going up to her could very well have the opposite effect.
He would wait until he had an opportunity later to clear up this misunderstanding.
Mr. Faxun didn't want to show off to Eula that he had many friends, nor did he want to mock Eula for not having friends.
On the contrary, Mr. Faxun very much hoped that Eula could have friends.
After they got to know each other better, Mr. Faxun could even say, "Look at this kindergarten, doesn't it look like your new home?"
Just then, a commotion came from the gates of Mondstadt, attracting Mr. Faxun's attention.
He saw two Knights of Favonius slowly walking into the city, and behind them were several carriages.
A total of five carriages drove into Mondstadt; three of them carried passengers, while the other two were used for transporting goods.
The goods were large black boxes, neatly arranged and exquisitely crafted, with a tricolor dango icon in the center of each box.
Mr. Faxun recognized it at a glance as the emblem of Liyue's Yun Han Opera Troupe.
It was Little Yunjin and her opera troupe arriving in Mondstadt.
Speaking of which, Mr. Faxun had originally intended to ask Little Yunjin to travel to Mondstadt with him,
but the Yun Han Opera Troupe had departed quite early, leaving before dawn, so they missed the chance to travel together.
It was quite interesting,
Mr. Faxun and his group had set off later and even spent a long time playing in the snowy mountains, yet they arrived in Mondstadt before the Yun Han Opera Troupe.
This was thanks to Venti's help, who used his Anemo element power to bring everyone to Mondstadt.
Don't let Venti's usual frivolous demeanor fool you; he put in a lot of effort when it came to traveling.
Of course, for Venti to exert himself, the prerequisite was having his favorite dandelion wine.
At this moment, a young couple stepped out of a carriage.
The husband wore glasses and appeared gentle, refined, and scholarly.
His wife, beside him, was tall and slender with exquisite features, exuding an indescribable grace and elegance. If one looked closely, Yun Jin's eyebrows resembled hers somewhat.
These should be Yun Jin's parents.
Yun Jin's father was a famous playwright in Liyue, while her mother was a renowned opera performer.
At this moment, Little Yunjin was nestled in her mother's arms, sleeping soundly.
Her mother reached out, gently smoothed the stray hair from Yun Jin's forehead, and softly said, "Yun Jin, we've arrived in Mondstadt."
The journey to Mondstadt had been quite arduous; the opera troupe spent most of their time in the carriages,
only stopping for brief rests during meal times.
Such travel fatigue was difficult even for adults, let alone a little girl like Yun Jin.
Therefore, for the vast majority of the time, Yun Jin slept in her mother's arms, perhaps to lessen the bumps from the carriage.
Hearing her mother's call, Yun Jin rubbed her eyes, looking drowsy.
"Mommy, Yun Jin is a little sleepy..."
Little Yunjin's voice, having just woken up, wasn't lively; it sounded childish, a bit whiny, and reluctant.
Her mother reached out and pinched Yun Jin's cheek, then said, "How about you sleep again once we get to the inn?"
"Okay~" Little Yunjin nodded.
Although the little one was so sleepy she couldn't even open her eyes, she was an obedient and good child, not wanting to cause trouble for her parents or the opera troupe.
Yun Jin jumped out of the carriage and surveyed the city before her.
So this was Mondstadt! It was indeed quite different from Liyue.
Mondstadt had many windmills, things she had never seen in Liyue.
Was that giant statue the God of Anemo? Why wasn't there a statue of the God of Rock in Liyue Harbor? How strange.
And every household had flowers displayed at their doors; was this preparation for the Windblume Festival?
As a newcomer, Yun Jin was filled with curiosity about everything in Mondstadt.
To her, everything here was new.
Immediately after, Yun Jin noticed a group of people standing not far away.
Their figures looked somewhat familiar.
Little Yunjin reached out and rubbed her eyes, examining them closely.
"Brother Makoto~"
When she saw Mr. Faxun, Little Yunjin immediately wasn't sleepy anymore; her eyes shone with joy and surprise.
She had been wondering how to meet Mr. Faxun, and she hadn't expected to run into him right after getting out of the carriage.
Yun Jin's parents also walked over, smiling and greeting Mr. Faxun.
"You're Mr. Faxun, right? Yun Jin often talks about you to us."
"That child... even when she's asleep and dreaming in the carriage, she'll mention your name."
Through Yun Jin and the troupe members, Yun Jin's parents had a very good impression of Mr. Faxun.
Hearing her parents' teasing, Little Yunjin's face turned red, and she weakly defended herself: "N-no, I didn't."
Looking at the adorable Little Yunjin, Mr. Faxun reached out and ruffled her head.
Venti, standing nearby, looked on, stunned. Why did that action look so familiar?
It seemed Mr. Faxun used to ruffle his head like that too?
Was Mr. Faxun treating him like a child?
Venti put his hands on his hips and lifted his chin.
This grudge, I've noted it down!
The kind that can't be forgiven without a bottle of dandelion wine!
Mr. Faxun glanced at Venti, wondering what this drunkard poet was doing. Had he also had too much to drink like Uncle An?
Mr. Faxun noticed a bottle of dandelion wine tucked into Venti's waistband, and he casually confiscated it.
If you've had too much, don't drink anymore.
This is called doing good deeds without seeking recognition.
Venti:???
Mr. Faxun, I'm not holding a grudge anymore, give me back my dandelion wine...
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