Olorun, Natlan's Running Man, and Mu Yang's Return

The Captain admitted it in front of Lumine.

He had intended to take the Gnosis before, but it had nothing to do with Her Majesty the Tsaritsa.

Now, he had come up slightly short in his struggle against the Pyro Archon.

He would no longer set his sights on the Gnosis.

But he also stated that his goal of saving Natlan had not changed.

"Now, I've found a new way. If we can reach an agreement, then right now, we can..."

The Captain suddenly stopped.

"Hmph..."

The others reacted more slowly, but they too sensed someone approaching.

When they turned back, the Captain had already vanished into thin air.

The elusive movements unique to masters.

Mu Yang, Xiao, the Captain, Batman...

How did they even leave behind the scenes? I seriously wonder.

Like some old man, he sprinted all the way back to Liyue after saving Xiao.

Now was not the time to worry about the Captain. Olorun immediately assumed a defensive stance.

"Some kind of presence is approaching... Damn it!"

"Some kind? I'm your grandmother!"

Sitrali flashed forward with a straight punch.

In the end, she could not bring herself to hit Olorun...

The Iron Fist of Love.

I'm your grandmother!!!

Are these two really not Natlan's comedy duo?

Lumine seemed to have expected Sitrali's arrival long ago.

After all, Grandma was a Great Shaman several hundred years old.

Olorun had grown up under her watch. How could he possibly hide it from her?

Sitrali was beside herself with anger.

Because Olorun had truly committed a grave offense.

He had colluded with an outside enemy, and this was a repeat offense after she had personally staked her reputation on him.

Like most juniors in the world getting scolded,

Olorun stared at the ground in silence.

"There you go again.