All the young masters of the great clans, after their initial astonishment, turned sword-sharp gazes on Mo Hua. Anger surfaced on every face.
Some sneered, some were speechless, some looked mocking, while others darkened with resentment, inwardly cursing Young Master Mo for failing to appreciate favors.
Unable to produce any precious gift as a tip, he had simply taken another path and offered a mere Spirit Stone, hoping to stand out through such an unconventional move and draw the attention of Miss Yu, the courtesan queen?
It was absurdly arrogant and childish.
What did he take this Courtesan Banquet for?
What did he take the courtesan queen, adored like the moon among stars, for? Some sheltered girl who had never seen the world?
And what did he take all the young masters of the great clans gathered here for? Chickens and dogs?
Did he truly think that the peerless courtesan queen of Jade Spring Pavilion could be moved by a single Spirit Stone?
This Mo fellow was making a spectacle of himself. How was he any different from a clown?
The young masters of the great clans were so furious that they nearly laughed.
Yet in such a setting, no one voiced it openly. They merely stared at Mo Hua with hostile eyes.
The young masters of the four Great Clans felt their dignity had been slighted, their gazes cold.
The Earth Sect's eldest young master wore a faint sneer, but said nothing.
The atmosphere froze for a time. Seeing this, Lady Miao could not help sighing inwardly.
This Young Master Mo truly is no ordinary person. The things he does are beyond anything one could imagine, even after racking one's brains...
At this Courtesan Banquet, where all were either rich or noble, before all these young masters of great