"I just came to handle some business…" Yang Ruxin touched her nose and thought to herself, I am actually on my way to your house, and to find your father to boot, but I can't come to see you, nor is it easy to tell you that, suddenly remembering that there was almost a fight just moments ago, she quickly glanced at Fang Tianze, "You should hurry up and leave, I still have some trouble to deal with here…"
It was then that Fang Tianze looked at those people holding clubs and sticks, but he didn't leave; instead, he walked over to Han Baichuan: "Hao Jian, are you trying to bully my sister?"
Hao Jian? More like Hao Cheap! Yang Ruxin almost burst out laughing. The fatty's name really was quite cheap indeed, but it was rather fitting.
"Little brother Fang…" The pudgy Hao Jian had already turned timid upon seeing Fang Tianze, and now, hearing his questioning, quickly waved his hands, "What? No, this is a misunderstanding..." He then tugged at his cousin's sleeve, "Let's go…"