In the Anemo Archon Plaza,
Beichen's gaze examined the giant statue of the Anemo Archon, then lowered slightly to look at herself. Clearly, wearing such an outfit seemed far too revealing.
For the past three years, Beichen had been trying to understand this city—a city famous throughout the world for its wind, poetry, and fine wine. The songs circulating here never strayed far from three themes: gentle breezes, freedom, and flying birds.
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