"Tsaritsa of Snezhnaya." Furina folded her arms, lifting her chin slightly, obvious displeasure in her voice. "My invitation should have been addressed to you, and you alone, as the honored guest, shouldn't it?"
The hostess, who cared immensely about appearances, was clearly very dissatisfied with this sort of guest-bringing-guests behavior that made it seem as though they had come to wreck the place.
Especially since the other party's entrance and aura, as though she ruled over the world, had completely overshadowed her, the legitimate Hydro Archon. That made it even more irritating!
This was my home turf!
However, before Tsaritsa could respond.
Whoosh—!
A nearly imperceptible sound of something cutting through the air suddenly rang out.
The next instant, an originally ordinary chopstick shot forth like a meteor tearing through space and struck "Doctor" Dottore, who stood arrogantly among the group, with perfect accuracy.
Splat!
Before he could even let out a scream, that insufferably arrogant Fatui Harbinger instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!
Qianyi casually played with the remaining chopstick in his hand, spinning it elegantly between his fingers before looking at the utterly bewildered Furina. His tone was as gentle as though he were teaching a student.
"Fou, remember this."
"When you want to express dissatisfaction, taking action is often more convincing than using words."
Nahida: What Do You Mean I Have to Go to the Terra Continent to Set Up Power Lines?
Condemnation through action was always more effective than condemnation through words.
Because verbal condemnation was always so weightless, like a fallen leaf. Even if it landed on someone, it neither hurt nor itched.
Most of the time, those so-called "solemn declarations" and "strong protests" sounded like nothing more than a ridiculous joke to brazen perpetrators.
But condemnation through action was different.
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