Life in Teyvat: Night with Hu Tao
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."
Hu Tao, the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, does not walk through the streets—she prances.
While Liyue citizens often find her antics annoying—like bathing stone lions or trying to "save" Qiqi through burial—her behavior is a deeply personal philosophy. Hu Tao/Profile - Genshin Impact Wiki
I didn’t pull away. “Is that why you brought me out here? To exorcise it?”
Life in Teyvat: A Night with the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor
A night with her isn't just about poetry. It often involves actual duty at the "Border" near Wuwang Hill , the literal line between life and death. The Ritualist
"Hu Tao," you sighed, clutching your chest. "It’s late. And that’s disgusting. Put it down."
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Life in Teyvat: Night with Hu Tao
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."
Hu Tao, the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, does not walk through the streets—she prances. Life in Teyvat- Night with Hu Tao
While Liyue citizens often find her antics annoying—like bathing stone lions or trying to "save" Qiqi through burial—her behavior is a deeply personal philosophy. Hu Tao/Profile - Genshin Impact Wiki
I didn’t pull away. “Is that why you brought me out here? To exorcise it?” Life in Teyvat: Night with Hu Tao Hu
Life in Teyvat: A Night with the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor
A night with her isn't just about poetry. It often involves actual duty at the "Border" near Wuwang Hill , the literal line between life and death. The Ritualist While Liyue citizens often find her antics annoying—like
"Hu Tao," you sighed, clutching your chest. "It’s late. And that’s disgusting. Put it down."