"Prince Qin, are you really the eldest son of the Qin family?" Said Xiliu, opening the small purse in his hand, and pouring out the broken silver inside.

"What do you mean, you?" Qin Qiangjin pointed at each other and said in a cold voice.

Xiliu laughed and said, "Prince Qin, you also saw the broken silver on the ground. You said that you are here for the first time today, but if you think about it, is the broken silver on the ground worthy of your prince Qin?"

"Not to mention, you still have to take out half of the tips. Are you kidding Prince Qin?"

Qin Qiang's golden...