As Xiao stood on the rooftop of the Wangshu Inn, arms folded and eyes turned towards the beautiful scenery before her.

She was surrounded by the bustling life of Liyue's festival, the lanterns floating by like stars in the night sky and the fireworks illuminating the dark with a dazzling display of colors.

As an Adeptus, she was always ready to take action if something went wrong. Despite her stoic appearance, Xiao couldn't help but feel unfamiliar in the festive atmosphere.