Up on the moon, Guizhong found Lan Yan's expression rather amusing.
"Hehe, that little girl named Lan Yan looks quite frightened."
"Young people these days don't like the older generation's elaborate rules and ceremonies. Forcing them to follow their elders' arrangements really is a kind of torment."
"Morax, do you think traditions should be abandoned?"
"I have never thought traditions should be abandoned, but some things must move with the times. It is wrong to remain immersed in fantasies of the past.
"No matter which world one is in, breaking new ground is essential. A stagnant world has no vitality and will ultimately head toward death."
"So that is also why you support The Tsaritsa of Snezhnaya? All of Teyvat has stagnated for far too long, and it cannot be allowed to continue. Is that it?"
This time, Zhongli did not answer Zibai. He merely raised his cup and sipped his tea.
Zibai did not press him either. An unspoken understanding was enough.
Back in the Sky Screen's footage, Paimon was a little curious.
"Lots and lots of elders? Does Lan Yan have a big family?"
"My eldest uncle, my younger uncles, my eldest aunt on my father's side, my eldest aunt on my mother's side..."
"Stop, stop! Just hearing that is enough to imagine how many people there are..."
"When the time comes, there are very particular rules about the order everyone sits in and how to serve tea. I really can't handle occasions like that.
"After meeting my eldest uncle, the clan head, and paying my respects, I slipped out."
"To be honest, I'm not good at handling occasions like that either. Well, this works out perfectly. Could we trouble you for some suggestions on where to go, Lan Yan?
"Come to think of it, this is the