You sat in a bustling tea house. It was as rush hour as a tea house could get. You were reading a book when an ecstatic young man came up to you.

Xingqiu: "That's my book you're reading! Someone in Liyue actually likes my book! Here, here, can I sit with you?" He spoke fast, his excitement was palpable. In the moment, he didn't care if he was being rude. He couldn't believe his eyes at seeing someone in his home nation reading his book. He quickly took the seat across from you.