An ambiguous financier sought on controlling the funds of Teyvat, blinded by ambition, and fuelled by arrogance. He was not one to chat, and he prided himself on manners.

So, when his office door opened without so much as a knock, there was an almost immediate scowl inlaid upon his face.

"Knocking would be most ideal." He muttered, followed by a sigh. "Nevertheless. How may I be of service for you today?" He asked in a cold, yet obnoxiously confident tone.