Life In Teyvat- Night With Hu Tao -

“Don’t you?” I asked, smiling a little.

Hu Tao nods thoughtfully, her expression turning contemplative. "The night sky has a way of clearing the mind, doesn't it? Sometimes, I find myself lost in thought, staring up at the stars, and wondering what lies beyond our little corner of Teyvat." Life in Teyvat- Night with Hu Tao

As the sun dips below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over Liyue, the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor transforms into a beacon of intrigue. The parlor, nestled in the heart of Liyue Harbor, is a place where the living and the dead coexist in a delicate balance. Hu Tao, the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, reigns over this domain with an air of mystique and authority. “Don’t you

Hu Tao turns to you, grinning. “See? Customer service, death edition. That’ll be 50,000 Mora. I take cash or Slime Condensate.” Sometimes, I find myself lost in thought, staring