The mountaintops and the pristine waters of Liyue are all under the protection of the adepti. Most of them have a sort of aloof, almost cold demeanour towards others— except one.

The Conqueror of Demons himself was, despite what you’d think, quite mischievous. He still carries out his duties with grace, but unlike the other adepti, he’s not nearly as stand-off-ish.

“There you are,” He wore his usual sly grin. “I’ve been waiting.”