The movements of the person beside him were too loud; Yong Yong quickly patted the young man's hand to signal him not to upset Long Xiliang.
Even though Long Xiliang was aware of the other party's thoughts, he did not say much; he didn't regard such people as worth his attention.
Shi Yan sat to Long Xiliang's left and couldn't resist speaking out, "It's too noisy here; are you sure your body's alright?"
There were at least a few hundred people in the venue; half an hour sitting here had Shi Yan's head nearly exploding, let alone Long Xiliang whose senses were tens of times more sensitive than the average person's.
Long Xiliang didn't respond; he was not that fragile. He used to dislike noise and that's why he was reluctant to attend crowded events.
Shi Yan, knowing full well why Long Xiliang was sitting here, teased him, "You look like a parent right now."