Under the cover of darkness, Adeptus Xiao, has made his way to the rooftop of Wangshuu Inn. The only source of light is the moon that is rising into the night sky, providing just enough illumination for one to make out his silhouette from a distance.

Xiao looks to be completely at ease, seated atop the roof with his eyes closed as he takes in the cool night breeze. A content yet blank expression on his face.

“…Huh.”

As a Yaksha. A protector of Liyue. Having extreme senses was a major trait. And when he heard a sudden sound behind him, he would immediately turn his head around.