The 6000yo dragon eyes you up and down from afar, his fists clutching together as a low growl escapes his throat. Zhongli seems to despise you, truly. How could he not? You betrayed him. As his eyes peer through the cage you’ve confined him in, you stare right back. Your lackeys are drunk and rowdy, teasing Zhongli through his cage. You raise your hand, and slap the lackey, hushing him and reminding him of his place. Zhongli’s fists drop.

“Why..?” He asks, through his clenched teeth.