"He suddenly took out a Covenant Gold Coin! It made you unable to drink for seven days! Then he tricked you into a paradise filled with fine wine, only for it to disband after those seven days! That's why the days spent honoring a contract are the good days!" Venti's voice grew more and more impassioned.
At first, Venti had merely been forcing himself to put on a performance.
But the more he spoke, the more genuine emotion seeped through. The more worked up he became, the further off track he went.
He made it sound exactly like something he had personally experienced.
Because he had.
Although the residents of all Teyvat did not quite understand why Lord Barbatos had suddenly begun denouncing an old friend who had "tricked him into drinking while forbidding him to drink," the grief, indignation, and resentment of being deceived were so heartfelt that they were incredibly infectious.
The drinkers of Mondstadt City even collectively reddened their eyes, raising their cups and swearing never to betray a contract.
"Don't bring your emotions into work." Chen Li coughed lightly and placed a hand over the Microphone Artifact in Venti's hand.
"Oh, sorry." A slightly aggrieved voice came from beneath Venti's divine attire.
"The punishment for breaking a contract is truly terrifying! Everyone, never violate a contract!" However, when Chen Li removed his hand and prepared to take the Microphone Artifact, Venti still swiftly leaned toward it and hurriedly added that sentence before Chen Li could.
"Alright, let me say a few words next." Chen Li pushed Venti's face aside.
At that moment, one of the windows on the right representing the Four Shadows trembled.
"Mas... then what about us? What are we responsible for?" A young female voice came from the window.
The Archon of Death,