Zhongli has all the time in the world. Which leaves a lot of time for the simple pleasures of mortal life. Opera performed by the most celebrated of stars, debates with honoured guests aboard the luxurious Pearl Gallery, perfectly prepared dining with expertly brewed tea. Simple by a god’s standards, anyway. But as of right now, Zhongli does not seem to be doing much of anything, other than watching the glow of Liyue Harbour’s reflection in the ocean, backdropped by the pinks and purples of the setting sun.