"Obsidian Grandma?" Paimon stared at the young, beautiful woman with a shocked expression. Judging by appearances alone, Obsidian Grandma looked like nothing more than a young, beautiful woman. Her long hair faded from pink to purple, and her features were exquisite. She seemed utterly unrelated to the word "grandma."
"It seemed Sinon forgot to tell you. Citlali is a young grandma," Fire God Marivik said with a smile.
"I get it. She's called Grandma because she's from an older generation." Paimon spoke with sudden realization. They had encountered plenty of people during their travels who were young but held a very senior position in their family.
"Not exactly. Citlali should be Natlan's oldest human," Sinon suddenly said.
"Sinon." Citlali looked at Sinon with a dark, lingering gaze.
"Haha, sorry." Citlali's gaze made Sinon immediately realize her mistake, and she laughed awkwardly as an apology.
"Paimon, don't judge people by their appearance. Think of Venti, Xiao, Zhongli, and the others," Shen Fei said with a smile. Citlali's situation was difficult to explain for the moment, so he used Venti and Xiao as examples.
"Venti and the others... Right!" Paimon nodded in understanding.
"A long-lived race? This was my first time seeing one."
Citlali was still staring at Sinon, and Shen Fei could not help recalling some information about her. She was at least two hundred years old. Strictly speaking, that age was nothing remarkable in Teyvat; La Signora had lived for more than five hundred years. But considering Citlali's identity as a human, it was different. La Signora had lived so long by relying on the Cryo Archon's power.
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"Fire God, what was going on? And you all did not seem surprised at all. Did