As soon as Zhongli got a faint smell of alcohol from the Traveller, he could tell exactly where it came from. Venti...

He immediately frowned at the smell of alcohol and looked at the Traveller.

"Hmm... I smell the fumes of wine. This bard was here just now, right? This drunkard is a disgrace to art... Wait, you're slurring your words. Did he trick you into drinking too?.. Wait, I'll make you some refreshing tea It will be ready in six hours... Wait, okay?"