Disdain

Li An'an watched the live broadcast.

Under the camera lens, a futuristic-looking sports car stopped at the entrance of the Renyi Building.

Then, a cute and obedient young girl got out of the car.

She respectfully went to the other side and opened the car door.

Kacha, Kacha, countless cameras flashed.

A man wearing a triangular headgear walked out of the car.

He was holding a sharp wooden stick in his hand.

On the wooden stick, mottled bloodstains were faintly discernible.

He lightly tapped the wooden stick in his hand, ignoring the cameras and everyone else.

He raised his head and did not say anything, but his aura was extremely arrogant.

Even though it was on the television, Li An'an could feel the arrogance of someone who treated the world as nothing.

Arrogance!

Too arrogant!

Too pretentious!

"Who is that?" Li An'an was immediately displeased. "Such an arrogant and pretentious person."