Long Jianxiao casually tossed down a storage bag with a self-satisfied expression on his face, as if to say: 'I've got money to burn.'
"Who is this man? How dare he disrespect Lady Hong Su like this?"
"Indeed, who would just throw out Spirit Stones like that? He should respectfully hand them directly to Lady Hong Su, then modestly request her to perform another piece. His actions are so disgraceful."
"Such a disgrace!"
On the first floor, the patrons expressed their displeasure in unison.
Hong Su glanced at the storage bag that had fallen near her feet. She flashed a faint smile, but did not bend down to pick it up.
"Who is this person?" Lin Bai curiously asked.
Chu Jiangliu took a look at Long Jianxiao, then said with a smile, "That's Long Jianxiao, a scion of the Imperial Capital. His father is the Dragon Suppressing Marquis. Remember Long Fei? Long Fei is his older brother."
