Uh huhhhhh. [ Venti is oblivious to all of Zhongli's boo-things through the centuries. He'd be a fool to think he lived a chaste life. For when Venti was lonely, finding the bottoms of bottles less than ideal, he certainly had a few in his time. ] So, it was your summer home, then.

[ He takes a few skipping steps ahead of himself, prying the map from his waist to look it over. It lifts to the sky, his feet gentle and careful to not stumble over one another. ]

So, is there anything special now about the Golden House? It's kind of too obvious to have the first hint or even the treasure itself there. I wonder if there's some secret tool or an old wise ghost that will give us our next lead... hm.

[ Venti... shut up. ]