"Old man, don't just stay silent. That person has appeared, and I'm really at a loss now. Even drinking has lost its flavor."
Watching Zhongli remain silent, Venti could not help speaking again. This was no exaggeration. The appearance of Asmodeus, the Anemo Archon and Sustainer of Heavenly Principles, had truly given him a huge fright.
"You'll know soon enough." With that, Zhongli vanished in a flash.
"Since the old man said so, I suppose there's no major problem. Could it be that person really has a way to deal with them? Forget it. When the sky falls, the tall people will hold it up. I should go back and drink."
Although Zhongli had not answered his question, Zhongli's attitude had allowed Venti to guess some of the situation. At the very least, it was not bad news. Otherwise, with Asmodeus appearing, Zhongli would have been nervous as well. After all, what they were doing was similar. Since it was not bad news, Venti did not care much. Unless it was something that absolutely required his intervention, he would not make a move.
After Zhongli and Venti departed one after another, Dainsleif shattered the ground around him and emerged from beneath it. He stood there silently for a long while before finally letting out a deep sigh and leaving.
"He was actually bewitched?" In the sitting room of Shen Fei's shop's rear courtyard in Liyue, Asmodeus sneered as she looked at Sora, who had returned to his original size.
"I wasn't bewitched!" Sora shouted. Though his body had recovered, his power had not.
"Alright, quiet down." Shen Fei placed a hand on Sora's head and extracted the Abyssal aura from his mind. This was not difficult for him at all. He could have done it long ago; the reason he