Venti looked at Lan Yan and smiled. "As expected of someone with an Anemo Vision. You really are free-spirited!"
"So, Barbatos, you really know how to pick people. But why is Jean so rigid?"
Varka bluntly ribbed Venti.
"Don't get the wrong idea. I've never been the one handing out Visions. Who receives a Vision and what element they receive have nothing to do with me. Isn't that right, old man?"
"Visions appear because of wishes. As for their element, perhaps that depends on which element suits the person. It's perfectly natural for a free-spirited person to resonate with Anemo."
Zibai smiled as well, though no one knew what she was smiling about. Perhaps she was amused by Zhongli spouting nonsense with such a straight face.
Back on the Sky Screen, Paimon was left scratching her head by Lan Yan.
"I was just thinking I should comfort you."
"Paimon likes looking out for others. No wonder you make such a good guide."
"Of course I do! Hehe."
"Oh, right. I promised to show you around properly. Follow me. Hehe, I wanted to try being a guide myself."
"Thank you, then."
While the Traveler, Paimon, and Lan Yan were exploring the streets together, they spotted a strange man.
The strange man wandered around the street, occasionally pressing a hand to his forehead and saying, "The Moonchase Festival shouldn't be like this..."
Quite a few people were already pointing and whispering at his peculiar behavior. Paimon was the first to notice him.
"It looks like someone's causing trouble over there."
"He looks lost. Let's go take a look first. As a guild member, I really should help keep an eye on the festivities."
"Sure, we'll help too. We ought to thank you somehow, Lan Yan."
They walked over, and the man was