“Hmph, I knew you two were up to no good! Confess quickly, or I’ll tell the teacher and have him smack your palms!”
Keqing widened her eyes, trying to intimidate the two troublemakers.
“What do you mean ‘up to no good’? We’re clearly doing heroic deeds—can’t you see?” Xingqiu retorted immediately. Deep down, he genuinely believed he was acting out of righteousness, robbing the rich to help the poor.
Keqing looked skeptical. “Heroic deeds, huh? Explain yourself, then. Using information you overheard at home to cheat your classmates out of their pocket money—is that your idea of heroism?”
“What ‘information from home’? I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Xingqiu bristled, irritated that Keqing questioned his righteous motives.
“Hmph. Even I’m not sure Ningguang will become Tianquan, yet you’re betting on it. Isn’t it obvious you got inside information from home?”
Keqing immediately pinpointed the key issue.
Xingqiu froze, then turned toward Wang Hao. “Oh right, Wang Hao, how exactly did you confirm Ningguang would become Tianquan? I completely forgot to ask earlier!”
Wang Hao slapped his forehead in frustration. Xingqiu, by saying that, you basically admitted to Keqing that we staged the whole thing!
Glancing over at Keqing, Wang Hao wasn’t surprised to see the smug look already forming on the girl’s face.
“I didn’t get inside information—I deduced it from publicly available clues,” Wang Hao quickly explained.
He couldn’t expose the danmaku, and Keqing definitely wasn’t the type to be easily fooled. Whether she’d really report them or not, judging by the danmaku’s reaction, this girl was likely destined for greatness—possibly even as Yuheng of the Qixing.
Thinking fast, Wang Hao searched desperately for a believable excuse.
The information Xingqiu previously gave him quickly lined up in his mind, giving him an idea.
At that moment, Keqing pressed further. “Oh? If you didn’t get insider news, then how can you be sure Ningguang will become Tianquan? Don’t just say it’s a guess. If you don’t convince me, I’ll report you to the teacher as scammers.”
[Wang Hao, this isn’t the time to reason with a girl. Hurry up and kiss her!]
[Exactly! Girls are unreasonable. Just kiss her already!]
[You guys are awful… but I like it!]
[Stop corrupting kids, you jerks!]
Ignoring the ridiculous danmaku, Wang Hao faced Keqing directly.
“Hmph. You’re obviously a rich girl who knows nothing about the realities in Liyue. Do you even know Ningguang’s background?”
Keqing’s eyes turned fierce. She hated it most when people implied she didn’t understand common people’s lives. Wang Hao hadn’t said it outright, but his meaning was clear enough.
“Of course I do. Ningguang started out poor and worked her way up from being a small merchant. So what? Is that your reason for believing she’ll win? What kind of logic is that?”
Keqing glared at Wang Hao as if he were an enemy.
Wang Hao snorted dismissively. “Shallow. So shallow. If you know that much, you should look deeper. Do you know what position the Tianquan holds? It involves managing all of Liyue’s affairs, big and small. Ningguang, coming from humble beginnings, knows ordinary life better than anyone else. Naturally, she’s best suited for the role.”
After a brief pause, Wang Hao continued, “The Tianquan’s seat isn’t just a position of wealth and glory—it directly affects the daily lives of Liyue’s people. Those from privileged backgrounds, though capable, can’t possibly understand the people better than Ningguang. Meanwhile, those who share Ningguang’s background lack her ability. Thus, Ningguang is clearly the optimal choice.”
After hearing Wang Hao’s detailed argument, Keqing felt slightly dazed. Although she was smart and worldly for her age, she wasn’t ready for Wang Hao’s rapid-fire reasoning. It sounded as if Wang Hao truly deduced on his own that Ningguang would become Tianquan.
“Hmph!” Keqing snorted softly, adopting a somewhat arrogant tone. “Fine, even if you have a point—so what? After all your careful scheming, I’ve still easily secured a third of your winnings.”
Wang Hao’s original stake was 100,000 Mora, and Keqing bet 50,000 Mora, meaning she would indeed claim one-third of the profits.
Considering Xingqiu’s bet was fake, the actual total to be shared was around 170,000 Mora—one-third going directly to Keqing. Subtracting Xingqiu’s “stake,” Wang Hao and Xingqiu wouldn’t end up making much at all.
But Wang Hao had seen enough from the danmaku to understand Keqing’s character, so he wasn’t worried.
He was confident he could get the money back later.
Xingqiu, unaware of this, panicked. “Wait! This Mora was meant for our righteous cause! You can’t just take a third of it away like that!”
“Hmph, we signed a contract. A bet’s a bet, and since I won, I can take my share. I simply seized a business opportunity!” Keqing waved the signed contract triumphantly in front of them.
“Xingqiu, stop,” Wang Hao said calmly, halting his friend’s arguments. He knew reasoning with Keqing was pointless. She was just like him—stubborn and principled.
The only way to persuade her was through bigger ideals, greater righteousness.
“But Wang Hao, that Mora was supposed to—” Xingqiu protested, but after seeing Wang Hao’s calm expression, he stopped reluctantly and stared off to the side in frustration.
Wang Hao smiled gently at Keqing. “Keqing, what exactly do you plan to do with this money?”
Not realizing this was a trap, Keqing assumed Wang Hao was conceding defeat, and a pleased smile appeared on her face. “I’ll buy delicious food, beautiful clothes, and maybe some rare books for my grandfather—”
As Keqing spoke, she noticed disdain and contempt in Wang Hao’s eyes.
Anger immediately surged within her again. “What’s with that look, Wang Hao? Are you mocking me?”
“Mocking you? Of course not.” Wang Hao shook his head casually and turned toward Xingqiu. “Let’s go.”
Now Keqing really was upset. You clearly looked down on me just now. You think you can just walk away? Not a chance!
In an instant, she flashed in front of them, raising her arm to block Wang Hao’s path. “Explain yourself clearly, or I’ll show you exactly what Yunlai Swordsmanship looks like!”
Watching Keqing’s nimble movements, Wang Hao was inwardly amazed. She actually knows martial arts? Her family must be seriously wealthy. How enviable…
Despite his envy, Wang Hao kept his expression neutral, even mocking slightly. “Hmph. I thought you were different, Miss Keqing, someone who shared our higher ideals. But you’re just as mundane as everyone else. Clearly, we’re not the same. Move aside.”
“Mundane? Did you just call me mundane?” Keqing puffed up angrily, her chest rising indignantly. She was furious, but her upbringing kept her from lashing out physically. “Explain yourself. How am I mundane, and how exactly are you two noble?”
Wang Hao glared directly into her eyes, acting as though deeply offended. “You suddenly gained an unexpected fortune, yet you’re only thinking about satisfying your own selfish desires. Isn’t that mundane enough? As for our noble purpose—heh, you wouldn’t understand.”
With that, Wang Hao took Xingqiu’s arm, preparing to leave.
Keqing immediately grabbed Wang Hao’s sleeve. He instinctively jerked away, causing them both to lose their balance and fall to the ground.
In the chaos, Wang Hao moved on instinct, holding Keqing tightly and twisting around to cushion her fall.
So soft, so…
Wang Hao froze up, his whole body tense.
Feeling Wang Hao stiffen beneath her, Keqing’s face flushed bright red. She’d never been this close to any boy outside her family before.
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