"Because two seconds ago, you told me I was just dropping off a box of expensive powder to collect fifty taels!" Old Lady Lin barked back, glaring down at Heena as if the girl had completely lost her mind. "If it was a simple delivery to a regular merchant, I would have done it! Are you trying to fool me?! Why did you wait until the very last breath to casually drop the name Three-Fingers Qiu?! Do you have any idea how heinous that woman and the bosses behind those brothels are?! Now you want me to march into her alley and extort the Madam for a hundred and fifty taels?!"
Heena rolled her eyes slightly, trying to smooth it over. "Sorry I left the name out, alright? Look, that's it—you don't even have to fight anyone, just stand there and collect one hundred and fifty taels—"
Old Lady Lin let out a cold, mocking laugh, her weathered face stretching into a tight, refusal-filled smile.
