“Childe, I am fine. Please set your worries aside. We have a bigger problem at hand than my slightly aching jaw.” Zhongli reassures. He props himself up and pats off the dusts from his uniform as if nothing has happened. “The vase that I inspected earlier is an ancient and powerful artifact that
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Zhongli turns to face an empty pedestal. Slowly, his eyes trail down to the ground where shattered pieces can be found. He props his chin and lets out a thoughtful hum.
“Mister Zhongli, I forbid you from touching that vase.” Childe interrupts with a stern look on his face.
“Pardon?” Zhongli asked.
Truly, it is a powerful vase that should be sealed for eternity. || end.