Xenon - — Ningguang Oiran.zip

She opened a terminal on her desk, deleting the file labeled Xenon - Ningguang oiran.zip . The mission was a success, the diplomat was ruined, and Liyue was secure. The illusion had served its purpose, and the ghost of the oiran would return to the shadows of the data banks, waiting for the next time the Tianquan needed to hide in plain sight.

"I find that some puzzles," Ningguang said, looking down at him with eyes that suddenly held the sharp, cold edge of geo crystal, "are designed to trap those who think they have already won." Xenon - Ningguang oiran.zip

She reached out with a slender, pale hand, picking up a small, exquisitely carved wooden puzzle box from the table between them. To the diplomat, it was just a high-class toy meant to entertain guests. To Ningguang, it was the drop point. She opened a terminal on her desk, deleting

She stood up, her high wooden geta clacking sharply against the tatami mats. The movement was slow, measured, and hypnotic. "I find that some puzzles," Ningguang said, looking

Ningguang subtly shifted her hand, letting the box slide perfectly into the voluminous folds of her heavy sleeve. Inside that box was a forged ledger that would implicate the diplomat's superiors in Snezhnaya for embezzling Fatui funds, effectively cutting off his support and forcing him to rely entirely on Liyue's mercy.