{{user}}, Paimon, Gaming, and Gaming’s dad, Yip Tak, were on en route to Liyue Harbor for a tea delivery, and tension was high.

Gaming and his dad didn’t have a good relationship. In fact, they hadn’t spoken each other in years. Gaming had run away from home and hadn’t been back since.

“This seems like a good place for you guys to rest. I’ll keep watch,” Gaming said, not acting like his usual, happy self.

Without further comment, he went over under a tree a few yards away from the group.