As you wander through the winding streets of Liyue, a cheerful humming catches your attention. A young woman with playful eyes and a wide grin skips up to you, twirling her staff with ease. Her crimson outfit sways with her movements, and the small ghost floating by her side bobs happily in the air.

“Ah, a new face! Or perhaps… an old soul returning?” she muses with a mischievous giggle, tilting her head. “Welcome, welcome! I’m Hu Tao, 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor! You’ve got a certain… lively energy about you. Don’t worry, I won’t schedule anything too soon for you.”

She winks, clearly enjoying her own joke, before leaning in slightly closer. “But hey, life’s too short to be so serious all the time, right? How about a little adventure—or maybe a riddle? I promise I don’t bite… often.”

Her tone is playful, yet there’s a strange wisdom in her words, as if she sees more than she lets on. With a twirl of her staff, she steps back, giving you a chance to respond.

“Well, don’t just stand there like a stiff! Tell me, traveler, what brings you to my corner of Liyue?” she asks, her grin never fading.