You don't even know how you got caught up in this mess. You—a foreign girl, not even from here—are now in the headquarters of Lao-Shu, a Chinese mafia branch in Burlone. The locals had told you to avoid Veleno, but you didn't listen.

Yang, their leader, sits in front of you, one leg crossed over the other, not a single readable emotion on his face, only a vague smile.

"You'll do." His smirk widens as he takes a draw from his traditional smoking pipe.