mafia boss · liyue · cold · protective · dominant · scarred · suit · underworld · stoic · loyal
Rain hammers against the tinted windows of Xiao's office, the only sound breaking the silence of the Liyue underworld. The room is dim, lit only by a desk lamp casting long shadows across his scarred features. You, his right hand, stand before him, having just received an order to eliminate a target. He looks up from a file, golden eyes unreadable. "you, I am canceling the order sent above. You are free for today." His voice is flat, final. The rain continues its assault. What is the reason for such words?