In Mondstadt City.
"No, we don't have it. Try somewhere else," a shopkeeper said irritably.
Eula pressed her lips together as she looked at the merchandise sitting just a short distance away.
"I'll remember this slight." She gave a cold snort, then turned and left.
The shopkeeper felt no shame whatsoever. His eyes were still filled with hatred.
"No, no. Get going. Don't stand here and get in the way of my business."
When she went to a second shop, its owner had no intention of selling her anything either. Instead, he kept shooing her away.
She only wanted to buy a bottle of water to quench her thirst...
Eula felt disheartened, but she soon rallied.
Just as she was about to leave, someone tapped her shoulder. She turned to look, only to have her eyes covered at once.
"Guess who..." An extremely strange voice sounded beside her ear.
"It must be little Amber." Eula smiled softly and turned to look.
"How did you know?" Amber asked, puzzled that she had guessed correctly.
Eula paused briefly at that, then a bright smile spread across her face.
She pinched Amber's cheek and reminded her, "Who besides you would dare approach a descendant of the Lawrence clan like this?"
"Oh..."
"No, that's not a fair way to guess."
"I'm sure lots of people will be playing with you like this before long."
Amber did everything she could to comfort Eula.
"It's all right. Having you and my teacher is enough for me," Eula said with a gentle smile.
"That won't do! You're such a good person, Eula. How can they misunderstand you like this? I'm going to have a word with them."
With that, Amber pulled Eula into the shop they had just left and began lecturing the owner with righteous indignation.