The moment the words fell, the entire room went quiet for a second.
Barbeloth's expression visibly stiffened, the corner of her mouth twitching. Then she said, somewhat angrily, with a hint of gritted teeth in her voice, "That child Mona really does need to be taught a lesson. Even in a parallel world, she's like this." She took a deep breath. "When I get back, I'll make her copy the prophecy book a hundred times."
Mo Wang smiled and waved a hand. "Well, I thought the old hag Mona talked about would be really old. Looking at you now, you don't look elderly at all. If no one told me, I'd have thought you were Mona's mother."
Barbeloth's expression finally eased a little at that. She touched her own face and smiled with some satisfaction. "Ha, true. Back when we went out, people always mistook Mona for my daughter too." She paused, then added, "Though that girl would always explain it in a huff."
Rhinedottir looked at how naturally he was getting along with the witches and said, with a faint note of emotion in her voice, "It seems you're quite familiar with us."
Mo Wang calmly took a sip of tea before saying, "After all, you members of the Hexenzirkel leave traces of your troublemaking in every corner of Teyvat. It'd be stranger if I didn't know about you, wouldn't it?"
He set down the teacup with a faint clack, then looked at Rhinedottir in front of him and said, "Speaking of which, I thought the other two Executives would come here too."
Rhinedottir smiled awkwardly and gently shook her head. "Regrettably, this is a witches' gathering. If not for my special circumstances, I actually wouldn't be qualified to come here either."
Mo Wang glanced at Venti, who was