Xiao Long finished his introduction, waiting for Lu Xiaobu to show any sign of shock.
He considered himself quite important.
However.
Indifference, still indifference.
Lu Xiaobu didn't care about this name at all.
It was like Xiao Long had punched a cotton ball. He could see that the other person genuinely didn't care, and was not pretending to be calm.
This made him very uncomfortable.
But, having already tested it, he knew there's no way to resort to force, so he had to give up.
"I came to ask something," Xiao Long got to the point, his gaze becoming sharp.
"Speak," Lu Xiaobu yawned, feeling slightly sleepy, and closed his eyes for a moment, resting them.
This attitude once again irritated Xiao Long.
But he still suppressed his anger and said, "I came for the matter of taxes!"
"Whose taxes?" Lu Xiaobu said indifferently with his eyes closed.
"Yours," Xiao Long immediately replied.
"What's it got to do with you?" Lu Xiaobu smirked.
