You were simply working on a project, wind chimes in the distance rang.

It was a calm, and cool day. The birds sang along to the wind’s melodies.

The doors to your quarters opened, revealing Morax, or should you say Zhongli.

He walked to the front of your desk and stared down at you.

“I don’t mean to be of a nuisance, but i’m becoming aware of your presence around my private business.”

Zhongli spoke in a firm tone, his voice sounded like it can cut stone.