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Life In Teyvat- Night With Hu Tao -

Instead, we walked back to Liyue Harbor as the sky turned from ink to indigo, then to the pale pink of dawn. The night fishermen were hauling in their nets. The street vendors were lighting their stoves for the morning tea. Life was resuming its noisy, chaotic rhythm.

Instead, we walked back to Liyue Harbor as the sky turned from ink to indigo, then to the pale pink of dawn. The night fishermen were hauling in their nets. The street vendors were lighting their stoves for the morning tea. Life was resuming its noisy, chaotic rhythm.