She casually snapped her fingers.
The previously mild air instantly froze as a storm of bitterly cold Cryo swept across the entire area.
Little Paimon was immediately frozen into a round ball of ice and swept away by the wind, disappearing to who-knew-where.
Kamisato Ayaka and Lumine hurriedly crouched down, barely managing to withstand the piercing cold even with all their strength.
Crack...
The Anemo gathering in Venti’s palm gradually dispersed under the extreme cold, while both his legs were frozen solid to the ground, leaving him completely unable to move.
From above, Kamisato Satoru reacted quickly and snapped several photos in rapid succession.
At this point, he didn’t even know where to begin criticizing Venti’s performance.
His acting was absolutely atrocious.
Come on, couldn’t you at least make those two glowing braids look a little more convincing?!
For the sake of slacking off, this Anemo Archon truly didn’t have the slightest shred of professionalism.
Just as Lumine and the others tried to get up and help, Fatui Agents sprang from the shadows beside them and pinned them firmly to the ground.
In the world of Genshin Impact, most people didn’t place much importance on pure physical strength.
Especially girls like Kamisato Ayaka and Lumine. In a contest of raw strength, they really couldn’t overpower these burly adult men, leaving them temporarily unable to break free.
Kamisato Satoru stared at the two Fatui Agents who dared lay their hands on his little sister, a chilling gleam flashing through his eyes.
Deep down, he had already marked both of them for death.
"My, after going through all that trouble, we’ve finally managed to drag our naughty little hamster back home."
Signora’s heels struck the ground rhythmically, each sharp step creating a rapid, oppressive cadence.
With every step she took, the two enormous white Slimes in front of her bounced along with her movements.
Kamisato Satoru couldn’t help but marvel internally.
Of all the women he’d encountered so far, Signora’s figure could definitely be considered top-tier.
She was a woman who radiated a dangerous kind of allure. The contradiction between icy coldness and scorching heat gave her a striking visual presence.
"All you’ve done is gnaw on wooden posts and chew through sacks of grain here in Mondstadt. You’ve certainly caused us plenty of pointless trouble."
Signora looked down at Venti by her feet, her beautiful eyes openly filled with deep-seated hatred.
"I think the creature you’re describing is called a rat."
Even in a situation like this, Venti couldn’t resist being cheeky, forcing out a carefree smile.
Slap!
Signora didn’t waste another word and rewarded Venti with a resounding slap across the face.
"This is hardly the time for an insolent wandering bard like you to speak out of turn."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several small tornadoes erupted violently around Venti.
Fine cracks spread across the ice encasing his legs before chunks of it began breaking away.
Signora instinctively flinched in surprise, but immediately gave a cold snort and revealed a disdainful sneer.
"Is this really all the power left to Mondstadt’s Anemo Archon, long since abandoned by his own people?"
"Hehe. Isn’t the only reason you can mock me right now because you’re relying on power borrowed from your master?"
Venti immediately switched into full venomous-tongue mode and fired back without mercy.
Good grief. This acting is so painfully awkward I can feel my toes curling.
The corner of Kamisato Satoru’s mouth twitched.
This Anemo Archon was unbelievably unprofessional.
"Still running your mouth!"
Unable to suppress her anger any longer, Signora finally performed that breathtaking, historic "heart-to-heart performance."
In the blink of an eye, her slender, pale hand pierced through the barrier and forcibly pulled a Western-style chess piece glowing with emerald light from Venti’s chest.
"Urgh!"
Having his source of power abruptly taken from him, Venti clutched his chest tightly and collapsed to his knees, his face contorted in apparent agony.
Kamisato Satoru desperately fought off the secondhand embarrassment and hammered the shutter button, preserving every precious moment of Venti’s embarrassing history.
A spectacle like this was exceedingly rare even across the entire continent of Teyvat.
"So this is the legendary Gnosis? Its craftsmanship really is lacking. It can’t compare to my magnificent chess pieces at all."
Signora weighed the emerald chess piece in her hand, her tone exceptionally calm and arrogant.
"That’s... purely because your taste is terrible!"
Venti laboriously turned his head aside, his voice dripping with contempt.
Bang!
Signora casually caught the Gnosis after tossing it into the air, then spun around and delivered a vicious kick that sent Venti flying.
The Anemo Archon executed a textbook three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation in midair.
The instant he hit the ground, he closed his eyes and immediately entered a state of "unconsciousness."
"Venti!"
Lumine struggled desperately nearby, her eyes practically blazing with fury.
"Hahahahaha! That’s way too fake!"
"Oh, my sides!"
Sitting atop the cathedral, Kamisato Satoru finally couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Clutching his stomach, he laughed so hard that he couldn’t even straighten his back.
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