The tattooed man known as Yan Baizi immediately laughed and said, "I've got three reasons for being here. First, to cause you trouble. Second, to see what treasure is on display this time. But most importantly, I'm here for Miss Han Ruxue!"
As he spoke, Yan Baizi swaggered over and plopped himself down next to Han Ruxue. He completely ignored Yang Tian, who was already seated beside her.
Or rather, he treated Yang Tian as if he wasn't even worth acknowledging.
"Miss Han, it's been a while. How have you been lately?"
Yan Baizi spoke as he reached out, his eyes gleaming, to grab Han Ruxue's hand.
Seeing this, Han Ruxue immediately snorted coldly, swatting his hand away. "Mr. Yan, please have some self-respect!"
