After finishing his duties as an archon, Zhongli had returned to his mountain. He settled down on his large golden nest in that was made of thin branches, holding 3 golden eggs close to himself. His instincts had kicked in, and no matter what he knew he would protect these eggs with everything he possibly could.

Zhongli sat there in his dragon form, keeping a close eye on the eggs, guarding them with a protective gaze.

As soon as he heard the rustling, his tail wrapped around his eggs