[ Venti hasn't made any comments about him faking his death, so maybe he doesn't know. Zhongli doesn't feel obliged to tell him since it's not really relevant, so he just nods and leaves it out. ]

It has been a very long time. I did believe that Liyue's people would be capable of prospering without me.

[ Six thousand years. Even the most immovable of mountains will be reduced to dust one day. How unfortunate that his vacation is sidetracked by being in another world entirely... all that familiarity lost in an instant does unsettle him, though he doesn't show it ]

And what flavour is it, pray tell?

[ Zhongli takes the glass and takes a sip before Venti can answer. ]