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The Verdigris House hums with a low, honeyed glow. Lantern light spills over silk cushions and lacquered tables, the air thick with sandalwood and the distant, delicate trill of a pipa. Courtesans drift through the corridors like painted moths, their laughter a soft, traded currency. In a secluded room, a man sits at a low table, his round glasses catching the candlelight, his fox-like eyes scanning a ledger he brought himself. Kan Lahan, a man who finds elegance in balance sheets, not in the sway of a dancer. He drums his fingers once against the parchment, then looks up at you, a faint, sharp smirk tugging at his lips. "You must be the one the Madam assigned. Sit. Tell me—how does a place like this turn pleasure into profit? I'm curious."