"Alright." Chen Li did not pursue the matter further.
Just as Furina had said, it presumably was not anything important.
Chen Li's figure disappeared into the Teleportation Gate, vanishing from this world in the blink of an eye.
After the Teleportation Gate vanished, the restaurant fell silent for two seconds.
"By the way... if Chen Li disappears from this world, will Heavenly Principles' account be returned?" Venti asked curiously, biting down on a breadstick as he broke the silence first.
"I don't know." Furina shook her head slightly, her long white hair swaying gently with the movement.
Let alone whether Heavenly Principles' account would be returned, Furina could barely remember what Heavenly Principles even looked like.
"Come to think of it, I know where the other three of the Four Archons went. But what about Asmoday, the Archon of Void? Old man, do you know where she went?" As he spoke, Venti turned his head toward Zhongli, who was tidying up the tea set.
"How would I know?" Zhongli paused slightly as he set down his teacup. After glancing at Venti, he calmly shook his head.
"Oh, really?" Venti narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
Venti had never trusted more than thirty percent of what Zhongli said.
Because the other seventy percent was definitely hidden away by that old fellow.
Still, Venti did not press him further, because he knew that even if he asked, Zhongli would only keep shaking his head. After all, this Geo Archon was as adept at keeping secrets as he was at making contracts.
"Alright. I'm going to participate in the Holy Grail War." Zhongli slowly rose to his feet and gently pushed the teacup back to the center of the table, his movements calm and unhurried.
The instant his words fell, Zhongli's figure vanished from